Ah, another victim in this endless world. Let me explain myself. A long time ago, the Heat-Haze, a never-ending world, was created. It was created by the medusa Azami. When Azami lost control of the Heat-Haze, the Snake of Clearing Eyes, one of the many intelligent snakes on her head, took "control". To make another medusa in the real world, all who died on August 15 would be tested by nightmares or such. If they were chosen, a snake would become their surrogate body, and they would return to the real world. If they failed? They would go into a sort of coma, an endless sleep. Now, you may ask, who tested those poor individuals?
That would be me.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not vicious, cruel, or mean, unlike the SOCE (Snake of Clearing Eyes). I was created by the Heat-Haze for that sole purpose. My world was to test them. My body became theirs, my mind focused on one task. The task to hurt, to punish, to test.
To train.
But I wasn't a slave. I wasn't even a snake. I was a being. An entity. Of course, not all powerful. Or even free. Just there. My first body, or should I say first original body, is a mixture of bodies. Technically, I'm genderless. But the body that I created and evolved over the years is male. At first, I just wore black long hair, like Azami. Over time, as more and more people entered the Heat-Haze, I added body parts and little features. They never were put to use, as I usually took the captive's body or a close friend to the captive's body, but it was still nice to call something my own. Of course, I remember every person caught in the Heat-Haze. How could I forget? Sam, the small child who drowned. Akakios, the gladius fighter who was killed. Megan, who was murdered. Dylan, who suicided. I'm surprised I'm not insane. Now, let's move on in this story. Hibiya Amamiya. He was an interesting one. Haruka, who had already entered the Heat-Haze, was watching somehow. Of course, he could not interfere. But he did try. He was in a new body. Konoha, I think, was his new name. Hibiya watched his friend and crush die over and over again. Tragic, as always. Usually, those who entered in pairs had more chance to be chosen. Hiyori was his friend. Hibiya was chosen. As he was chosen, Konoha was also released. In Heat-Haze day terms, he was inside for 10 years. But in regular terms, he would have been released a second after he died.
And that, of course, is when my troubles began.
I don't know how. I don't know why. I don't care. But that day, I was released. I suppose you could call it my birthday.