GREY LINES
CHAPTER ONE!
Eyes open to the raw world that now stands in front of you. Reality sure is harsh isn't it? Without its morals, social standings,values, and feelings, it's just as barren and broken as you feel right now. Stripped of everything but the essentials, it's just piles of matter upon matter. Muscles, veins, blood cells, skin cells, genes all define you until you discover values and ideas and decide who you want to be. You're no different, nor those who surround you, from the broken world you inhabit and constantly extract from to ensure your own existence. Everything in this world is selfish, those who show compassion show weakness. There's life and there's death, no grey lines lie in between.
How long have people been convinced that the walls around them weren't made of a thin layer of glass everything could see through? Your eyes have been shaded over with a thick layer of red that have brought to light the world and harsh realities. Yes that's right…. red. It has labeled you as a heartless beast; an immoral being that doesn't deserve their own existence.
Many say those are the eyes of a monster doomed to a horrid fate and a justified call for death. But deep in the center of everyone's core is corruption, and with corruption lies false justification. Human or Ghoul, everyone searches for meaning behind even the simplest of things. Justification is needed for people to feel their existence has meaning. And who knows? Maybe it does...and maybe it doesn't...
"Why do we constantly see things as good or bad?" You ask yourself as you sit in the dark room you inhabit
"Everything is made up of a mix isn't it?... One thing cannot exist without depending on another…. So it would only be rational to think someone can't be entirely good or entirely bad." You continue to no one in particular.
The only thing that cares enough to listen to your thoughts are the walls that surround you. In return you've memorized much of their appearance. Where the cracks reside as proof that you once had an urge to fight. You had angrily punched at the walls with all of your might upon your first days here. The small divots in between each stone. Even when you close your eyes the shade of faded red/brown stone is engraved into your memory.
In your room there is nothing but the walls and the floor. Beasts, after all, don't need comfort to survive. Such a generosity isn't given to things so far below the existence of the humans that hold you here. After all, you are a ghoul. As a ghoul you've learned to adapt to situations easily.
Back in the 11th ward you had almost convinced yourself your existence wasn't so horrible. You were studying psychology at college and had even managed to make a friend. This memory brings a twisted smile upon your face. She was rather short, always enthusiastic about life. It was refreshing to be around. Like a flower growing in the bottom of a dark ocean she somehow found light in even the worst of situations. You had almost grown to want to be around her.
"I wonder if she thinks of me." You say to the wall whose response is so surprisingly silent.
"...great talking with you.."
Continuing with your memory you think of her dark hair and pale skin. So pale it seemed she would disintegrate like a vampire in the light. But in this world, vampires were nothing compared to the horrors of a Ghoul's existence. Her appearance always seemed to be the opposite of her personality. Hair always somewhat messy, clothes looking like they had been tossed on without care, smile always a little crooked to one side, face free of make up. She had never worried about such a pretentious thing as her appearance, you thought to yourself. Her personality on the other hand was mostly an obsession with making sure everything was in order constantly in her mind. And although she would never admit it she was extremely smart.
BANG BANG BANG
Your thoughts are brought to a very abrupt stop as a upright figure wearing a suit enters with several guards.
"I didn't even get to remember her name," you say with an exasperated face to the investigator as your eyes adjust to the lighting.
"Who? Wait-"
"Why does everyone here look the same? Isn't diversity important to you guys at all? You're all so bland" you cut him off smirking.
It was almost amusing to see his self conscious reaction as he tightened his color and fixed his already in place hair.
"Much more interesting than a wall though." You smirk once more.
"Conversation with such a beast is pointless. Take them to the destination as planned." He orders as though to prove his position of power.
You suppress the strong urge to stick your hand right through his thin layer of skin.
"It would be so easy to rip things," a goofy smile crosses your face as you angle yourself to see the look of horror and confusion cross the investigators face.
With that you are being whisked away. After you've walked a ways through the large building you approach a seemingly small hallway that opens up into a large room. In the middle of the room sat a table in between two chairs. One of which had restraints attached to it whilst the other was average. Wasn't hard to guess which chair was meant for you. One for the average and one for the monster how creative. So sloppy of them to think that could constrain you if you actually still had any sort of drive to do anything to save yourself. But what even is there to save anymore.
That's just it you realized the day you first became a ghoul that there was nothing to live for, nothing to save, nothing more to be than a monster who doesn't deserve their existence let alone any sort of understanding. You despise your own existence just as much as the man who is gonna be across the table from you hated every breath you were taking. What even deemed anything worthy of existing? Everything that exists takes from others existences to keep on existing.
Just then an investigator who looked much like the one you taunted so eagerly early walked into the room with an aura of purpose about them. Rolling your eyes at the sight of him you decide this will lead nowhere. It's ok though because nowhere is exactly where you want to be.
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