"This feeling of sheer lonliness... You cannot comprehend. This world, cannot be."
While I get the new chapter up, Have a one-shot for now.
Enjoy.
Timeless.
Senseless.
Unimaginable.
What a mess.
I cannot comprehend what goes on in this space.
I see sounds.
I hear colors.
And yet-
I feel nothing. Absolute nothing.
Screaming voices, I'm not sure who's screaming.
I'm just floating away, Not knowing where to.
I'm not sure if I'm dead, But at the same time, If I'm alive either.
Acknowledgement of existence seems to be far-fetched in this hell.
It's not even Hell either.
Just "hell".
You dont see anything, Nothing to see.
Nothing to hear, aside from your mind's insane ramblings.
Nothing to feel, as there is nothing to touch you, except you touching yourself to make sure that you still exist, and the clothing you wear.
The sense of time is also impossible.
I cannot determine anymore.
You may think you will know what time it is.
But here, time does not work.
You dont age.
You dont die.
Nothing happens, as time is a vector.
When time stops, history stops.
When time goes on, history is being made.
There is no past.
There is no future.
Not even the present exists.
You could spend an eternity here and not even one second would've passed outside.
All you can do, is hope to die.
Even so, You can't. Nothing to kill yourself with.
Casuality itself stops.
There is no cause, no effect.
Reality stops.
Nothing. Absolutely.
Absolute.
Sanity takes a dive, straight to rock bottom.
Perhaps a endless fall.
You just wish to stop thinking, stop dreaming, stop living.
You just can't, especially when you're immortal like me.
Being mortal has its own benefits.
At some point, you die.
But I won't.
I can't even hope of rescue either.
This place is too incomprehensible to comprehend the geometries of the "surface".
There is no surface.
When reality stops, What happens?
Nothing.
Except what you believe as reality stops, and is changed into something else.
Not something that is reality, but not reality.
I'm not sure.
I don't know.
I'm afraid.
I want to move.
I want to cry.
I want to be "me".
Impossible, all of it.
Nothing can happen. I'm stuck.
Doubt I'll be the same person.
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It's already been so... long...
…I won't ask you to join me.
It'll be cruel to do that.
I don't want someone to suffer eternally like I.
They are innocent.
Not deserving of this madness.
Not deserving of this hell.
Just peace and paradise, is all they need.
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At one point, everyone finds peace.
It appears peaceful here...
Not really, at least in reality.
But reality... does not "exist" here.
Then, What of?
If I am?
Death, is the perferrable option.
But...
No senses...
Unimaginable.
Unimaginable.
Impossible.
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No end.
Time is "false".
Only here, it is.
Only here, where reality is "false".
Only here.
Where you scream eternally, With nobody to hear of your screams.
Except you.
You see the screaming.
You hear the "color" of this hell.
You sense nothing.
Colors are impossible to describe.
Hearing them is impossible.
But when you've fallen so far into insanity, Feats as those are very possible.
Endless suffering, Endless torture.
End me.
End me.
End me.
End me.
End me.
End me.
End me.
End me.
End me.
End me.
End me.
End me.
End me.
End me.
End me.
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Oh dear...
Honey... I wonder how you're doing..?
No time passes for me here, but outside here... Time surely passed.
I hope you're doing fine.
No need for you to grieve.
...Surely you miss me.
Reviving me... Surely impossible.
One must be dead, to be revived.
And death's laws, have no grip here.
You don't die.
You don't exist.
You simply, are.
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Therefore...
I am, as I were.
As I was.
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But, If I can surely die, I will die happy.
Gamindustri is safe, forever.
My enemy, the foe that wanted to destroy reality itself... was destroyed.
By what it so wished to destroy.
Irony... yes?
But, reality was shattered, and I simply exist, on the remains of what once was, and what is.
No more, does it exist.
It never existed, even if It did so in the first place.
Without reality, What exists, does not exist.
It died, as a matter of fact, due to the previous.
Ripping it apart in such a way, that even reality itself was destroyed.
Shattered.
Impossible.
Unimaginable.
Timeless.
Senseless.
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You never died, if you never lived.
You never lived, if you died.
You never were, if you never was.
I was never.
No...
Sad...
Alone...
Such a pathetic way to go.
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Oh my dear love...
Do you hear...?
I wish...
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I wish to be reunited with you...
That is it. A one shot.
Insanity, Really.
Review if you liked this one-shot.
Goodbye, thank you for reading..