My name is Imerali and this is the story of how I came to Inkopolis. I was originally human, but things happened and now I'm here, which is honestly better. You will soon see why.
"Beep Beep Beep" Imerali's clock went off.
"Today is the day that I do it. There really is no point for me to go on." Imerali said woefully. So began his morning routine. He didn't bother with his hair and ate breakfast alone. His father was in a drunken coma right now and his mother was miles away at another house, rather another life. She completely erases this one from her mind.
That includes me. Imerali thought. School went like it normally did. Insults, taunts, and threats. But, around this next corner comes the man of the hour.
"Hey jack." Imerali murmured.
"Hey man. I got the goods. You got the cash?" jack replied.
"Yes."
"I'm sorry it came to this."
"I'm not."
"Well, I'll see you down under when I kick the can."
"Yea."
The rest of the day passed, and then, once he was home, it was time.
He jabbed the needle into his arm and he felt a familiar feeling and quickly lost consciousness. Since he was sitting on the window sill, he fell out, and down to the ground. The fall was… as short as the blink of an eye, considering the fact that his father lived in a one story home. Though, unfortunately for Imerali, he was not yet dead…