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"Mental Conversation"
Prologue 2:
How long...How long have I been floating in this darkness…? I can't move...I can't see...I can't speak...So sleepy...
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I couldn't remember who I was...nor why I am here. What was my name…?
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Did I die…? Is this the afterlife…?
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A light...It feels warm.
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Voices...What are they saying…?
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"...failure...subject #2...Demi...vant….Heroic Spirit..successful fusion...sponsive...disposes…"
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Heroic spirit...I know that phrase…I want to see…
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Opening my eyes with great struggle, I saw for the first time. It was hard to see, but I realized that I was in a tube filled with liquid, Outside of that glass were two figure that I struggled to make out. The first was a man with grey hair, wearing a black robe with an orange undershirt. The other was another man with orange hair with wearing a blue uniform with a white lab coat. For some reason I recognize him...but where…?
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"...awake…"
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Ah...I am becoming sleepy...it's hard to keep them open…
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Then I dove into the darkness once more.
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When I came to once more, I saw destruction. Fires blazing outside the glass container. Alarms echoing as lights blared red. Everything shook as the room fell apart. Looking around, I felt nothing. Not even panic nor fear. The only thing that came to mind was…
I was going to die…
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I don't want to die…
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I want to live…
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Yet, here I was. Unable to move nor able to properly stay awake. All I could do was accept the end.
"Merely accepting your end without a fight. Do you really wish to go that way?"
Look towards the direction of the voice, was a man robbed in white, red, and black walking towards the container through the flames.
"Would you accept this death once more, soul from another world? Unable to do anything nor achieving anything? Was this the end that you sought for?"
Stopping short of my container, the man gazed into my eyes, my very soul. He bore a smile that seemed nostalgic in nature. His eyes shined with an emotion that I could not identify.
"Your sister sought to define her existence. Even when she knew that her very life was like a candle flame, she chose to shine brightly to the very end."
The man raised his arm, his hand stretched out towards me. It was then that I realized the transparency in this man's form. Yes, he was fading as golden particles were produced off of him. Yet, the man stood there with pride in his form, for he had already defined his own existence.
"What is it that you wish?"
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I...
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"What is it that you desire?"
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I want…
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"What is it that you want?"
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I want to…
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"Let those words roar from your soul, your very being! Now say it! Your wish! Your desire! Your existence!"
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I WANT TO LIVE! I WANT TO DEFINE MY EXISTENCE!
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The man roared with joyful laughter, his arms out wide as golden particles began to appear in more fervor. The very air began to swirl around them, the flames sucked into the motion and turning azure.
"Good, good! Rejoice, young man, for your wish has been heard and shall be granted! For this is the true last act of the King of Magic! This Solomon!"
The ground beneath us began to glow, forming a circle that I could not recognize. With each passing second, it grew in power and luminosity, threatening to engulf the whole room.
"Now go, young man! Go to the place where your existence shall be defined! Your Will! YOUR FUTURE!"
In that last moment, Solomon's form flickered. His form shifted to a man wearing a blue, white uniform. His orange hair dancing wildly with the wind, his green eyes shining with life with a smile on his face.
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..Thank you, Romani Archaman…
Hey, everyone! I'm still alive! Sorry for the wait, though I can't guarentee any daily updates. I have been with with RL stuff as of late, and I couldn't find any time to get any farther with the other stories. I'll try to get so more in ASAP!