I can't help but feel as if I am marching to my doom.
That accursed fucking meeting room is the stuff of nightmares.
Imagine a small bunker made out of steel and concrete right?
There is only 1 light source, it is but a single lightbulb dangling from the fucking ceiling, and it barely fucking gives off any light.
There is a huge ass rectangle table in the middle, and what they do is they make you sit on the opposite side, with only 1 chair.
While they sit like a motherfucking council, deciding my fate.
It is all but psychological warfare, of course, only made like that just to trip you out. Give you a sense of helplessness and inferiority.
It probably would have, if the people I was talking to were human.
OH MY FUCKING GOD. I just can't stop with that train of thought today.
Human, Sub-human, Unhuman. It doesn't fucking matter!
All that matters is that I can communicate with them, so stop fucking trying to figure out if they are truly human, it doesn't matter.
The cast of characters who will be on the jury though, I have no idea.
I will probably be asked to remove my mask, fine by me.
However, this means Kal also has to make a gamble.
Since whoever enters that room will actually learn what I really am, so, therefore, all the cast has to be trustworthy individuals with no other loyalties other than to Rhodes Island.
Bismillahirahmanirahim, I wish to all those that will face me at the table,
a very unpleasant evening.
Did I just pray unironically? How the mighty have fallen. The end times.
Where am I now? Did I actually manage to find my way on my first try?
LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOO. Even my own deficiencies can't stop me.
I am right in front of the door, but it is closed. Check the time. 4.21 PM.
Bro, I am right on time, why is the door closed, wait, will my keycard open it? Oh. It did open, surprising when you consider the fact that my keycard can only meet the lowest requirements in the landship. Nice!
I step in.
It is cold, the air hurts my lungs.
The light is on, illuminating the faces of the chairs already here.
Let us see if I can name these people off the top of my head.
Ace. A shame I could only save you out of your entire squad.
Doberman. Don't care.
Scout. Same in Ace's case, truly a waste of talented individuals.
Amiya? Curios. If you can hear this shout peepee poopoo. Lmao.
Nearl. I hate you for reasons beyond this universe and your understanding.
Closure. I don't like Romanians or Gypsies. Either way, fuck you.
There are also 3 empty seats, I am guessing one is for and the other is for Kal'tsit, the last one is for yours truly at the end of the table. Wow. What a welcoming surprise party this is.
They all have their combat gears on, and the moment they realize that it was me who in fact stepped in ya'll facial expressions soured. That's crazy.
Wait a fucking minute... While walking in I slowly pull out my phone, acting as if I am checking something. I open the face camera and hold it at a 90 Degree angle, and yep, confirms my suspicions, the Red Autistic Dog is back on the ceiling. What are you a fucking bat? Just sit down bro.
I sit down at my spot. I guess we wait now? Kal is probably busy with administrative duties, she should really hire someone to do those jobs man, you can't just have an important executive be this busy 24/7. Bad business.
I don't like the looks I am getting.
They are staring as if they are hungry animals and I am a juicy 500gr steak, cooked medium-well in spices on a BBQ.
My biggest concern is Amiya. Yeah, you, you fucking mind reader.
Have you ever heard about a thing called the privacy of the individual?
Because I feel like my rights are being violated, where are the Freedom Fighters of the mighty Liberal-Left Coalition when you need them?
Just to spite you, you donkey, until the meeting starts I am gonna play Baby Shark on repeat inside my head until Kal'tsit arrives. Fuck you.
Baby Shark, doo-doo, doo-doo
Baby Shark, doo-doo, doo-doo
Baby Shark, doo-doo, doo-doo
Baby Shark ((Repeat this like 100 times))
The door opens, and I check the time. Exactly 4.29 PM. Remarkable.
Kal'tsit steps in. She doesn't look very happy. I don't see anywhere either.
I guess 1 hour wasn't enough for her to recover? Eh, this makes things easier for me, luck is on my side today.
Everybody immediately tenses up, me included, here we go, baby.
The most important meeting of 1097 is about to begin.
This meeting will undoubtedly change Terra as we know it.
Well, as THEY know it, I already know the possibilities.
Kal'tsit sits down on her chair, and so it begins. The hour of reckoning.
Time to listen, wow, this feels like one of those debates that we would hold in high school, except they used to be 3V3s, I'm fighting 1V8.
''Everyone, welcome to the Emergency meeting-
HOLY SHIT SHE SAID IT! AMONGUSUS!1 SUSSY IMPOSTOR?!1
NO! CALM DOWN. THAT WAS 2020, JUST LET IT DIE! AAAAAAAAA.
- requested by Azmych. Today we will be discussing if we will keep him on Rhodes Island, kick him out or exterminate him outright.
''The reason why you all have been called here is to see the man for yourselves. You are all high-ranking individuals here and I thought that it was time to come clean, and reveal to who and what our guide actually is.''
''So Azmych, could you please remove your protective clothing?''
She really is doing it huh? After 2 years of secrecy finally I get to drop the mask. I am no longer Dream. Holy shit is that my father? Nah that was just a dust particle. We were so close! We are still fatherless.
Fine, you wanted this. So I start stripping. Wait a minute...
What I meant was that I start removing my gloves, and my mask and I pull down my hoodie. Man, I AM retarded.
Silence. The silence is deafening. Shock. Pity. Curiosity. Anger.
I can read them all. This shows that they weren't expecting an Alien.
But how can I read them all? Shouldn't they all be elite operators with years of experience, how are they stupid enough to show their emotions to a man from earth who hasn't even gotten laid once yet?
The truthful answer? I don't fucking know! I was never this good at reading people on Earth. Yeah, I was good, but not to this extent. I have no idea why this is happening. Oh wait I forgot Amiya was here. I just doxxed myself and revealed vital info. Well played Kal'tsit, well played.
Kal'tsit continues her speech:
''As you may see, Azmych, is not a Terran. However, as you can see in the similarities, he calls himself a Human. A pure Human to be exact.''
''He claims to come from a place called Earth. He hasn't told us what or where ''Earth'' is yet, however it clearly isn't any known location in Terra.''
DON'T THINK ABOUT EARTH DON'T THINK ABOUT EARTH.
THEY ARE IN YOUR MIND, THEY ARE IN YOUR WALLS.
She is looking at me as if she wants me to say something. Ok? I'll I guess.
''That's right. I am not from Terra. The biggest proof of this fact is just how different I look. As if I am simply fake right? There is no way I am a Human right? Oh but I am.''
She continues the fire questions.
''And he has been-''
The rest of these talks were more or less the same. Kal'tsit would fire facts.
Like how I have been guiding R.I., how I seemed to have a grasp at what the future holds, how originium simply wouldn't affect me, and vice-versa.
She would then basically motion for me to explain myself after the facts.
Like how the notes they were handed at times. These notes were what I would write, and then give instructions such as:
Open this note when X event happens. And inside the note would be the ''best'' possible solution to the X event.
Like how I knew the future, well not exactly. I didn't have powers that let me see the future, I just knew. I can't tell you how, but I just know. Trust me.
This goes on for a few minutes. No doubt this is just a ploy for Kal'tsit to see into my mind with Amiya's powers whenever she asks a question while she also explains to the elites what I have been up to.
Well, I did leak some info, but it shouldn't be too important. I hope.
It is more little daily facts compared to the actual issues I am trying to hide so it should be all good.
I hate basically being tied to a lie detector. Allah damn it all.
Sometimes one of the "Jury" would ask a question. Like;
How combat capable I was, and why I was hidden, from the public eye.
I told them that I believed the fact that violence can not solve fundamental problems, and that I don't need to physically fight anyone. As long as I have enough information at hand I could defeat them with words.
Of course t'was a lie, I am just testing Amiya at this point.
During the meeting they would sometimes stop asking questions and whisper amongst themselves, I really couldn't hear them so I have no idea.
Apparently, a big issue was how I speak. Like how I curse a lot and say nonsensical things, bla bla bla. You fucking n######.
I told them all to go fuck themselves.
Apparently, I was being ''Childish'' and ''Nonsensical''.
Fuck you all, I am just speaking in the Post-Modern Internet tongue.
It is my culture. Don't tread on me, man! Freedom of speech baby!
''- cuse him, he does in fact have issues with his physical and mental-''
You know what I fucking hate right now? THE FACT THAT I CAN'T EVEN THINK OF ANYTHING AND MAKE PLANS! IF THESE STATUE, STARING INTO MY SOUL LOOKIN' ASSES FIGURE OUT WHAT I AM THINKING THROUGH AMIYA'S POWERS I'LL GET DESTROYED FASTER THAN A MONKEYDONIAN NATIONALIST THAT CLAIMS THAT THEIR ''STATE'' HAS A DISTINCT HISTORY AND CULTURE!
Also, fuck you, you are the one who is mentally ill. Bitch. Hoe. White wom-
''-ow free to question him however you may wish.''
Great, time to entertain their retarded ass questions.
The first to rise up to the challenge is Ace actually.
The man sits upright in his chair. Leans towards the table.
Unironically one of the people that I respect, bro has that vibe you know?
The bro that you go out and get drunk with on Saturday evenings.
Well, it certainly would have if the man wasn't interrogating me right now.
'' Why are you doing any of this? None of your actions make sense.
You claim to be on our side, yet you sometimes actively hurt us.''
''The greatest example of this right now is how you put the Doctor out of commission, she has locked herself in her room after your talk.''
Ah shit. That is dangerous. Let's see if I can wiggle my way out.
''Hey, Kal. Do I have the right to remain silent?''
''No. You surrendered that right long ago.''
Well, that got fucking shot down quickly.
Huh, I guess I am just gonna tell the truth, nothing to lie about here.
''You have to understand, it is all about perspective''
Get up, slowly. While getting up I put my hands up.
Just in case they think I'm tryna do something funny.
''From your perspective, to you, it just looks like I might be sabotaging R.I.''
''But you have to understand, not everything is black and white...''
I slowly start walking toward their side of the table. It'll all be clear soon.
''So let us say, hypothetically, that I sacrificed some R.I. personnel to save your life. 5? 10? 15?. To you, it just looks like I am causing the deaths of innocents for no reason, an absolute massacre.''
''However, from my perspective, that was the best possible course of action, to save more lives in the future, think of the bigger picture.''
''You might not agree with that statement, but hey, everyone has a different set of morals, it just happens to be that mine are more objective rather than subjective compared to the rest, in my honest opinion and experience.''
Open my arms into the emptiness, and look around. Emphasize my point.
'' And guess what? I was right. You have saved countless lives, instead of rotting as a corpse in the absolute shithole that is Chernobog.''
''Thank me later brother. I expect repayment in the form of at leats a glass.''
Silence, yet again. They are judging, they don't seem happy.
''What? You aren't satisfied? My reasoning seems too shallow? Not good enough for your OWN personal set of morals?''
''This isn't about morals, it is about trade-offs.''
''Would you rather save 10 innocents right now, or let them die to be able to save 1000 innocent people later? It makes sense right?''
Immediately Nearl and Dobermann shoot up as if they wanna say something. I can already guess, I don't wanna have this talk.
''And before you go and start calling me a cruel man for choosing who gets to live and who gets to die, I'd like to let you know that, due to me, if my calculations are right-''
I am 99% sure about this one, One of my greatest moments truly.
''-R.I. has saved around 19.000 more lives compared to what they would have done otherwise without me, and that is a FACT.''
''I did that out of my own free fucking will, on the deal I made with Kal'tsit that normally wouldn't have happened, it was purely due to me choosing to save lives compared to letting them die. SIT the FUCK down.''
They open their mouths as if they want to argue. I'm not having any of it.
I press my pointing finger onto my lips, that's right, shhhhhhhh.
''I also thought that in this meeting everything would come clean, that both sides of this deal would be truthful. Now I don't really even have a choice since Amiya over there can look into my mind, but what fucking gave you the idea that you could dangle an assassin secretly above my fucking neck in order to strike me down, HUH?. I can't believe the audacity.''
''This is the 2ND time that I have caught YOU in the act, I am not even gonna bother looking, just fucking hop down and let us talk it out like civilized individuals, I came here with NO weapons on me, to the fucking execution docks out of my own free will, and yet you want to play it like this? Ok then, why should I trust you if you don't even trust me?''
She does hop down, at least I think, I am not looking behind me though.
I will fight for what I fucking deserve, COME ON, YOU BASTARDS!
''I have BROUGHT R.I. to where it is now, I have saved so many lives I can't even fucking count them if I TRIED. But NOOOOO, it is all jeopardized because I had to make a few sacrifices in the progress to get to where we are NOW. You. Yeah, you Scout, along with Ace. You wouldn't have made it out of Chernobog if it wasn't for me, and THAT'S a fact!
This goes on for a bit, I keep talking. I have let passion take over me.
Because I had decided before, if simply I can't think about my actions.
Then I simply wouldn't, I would leave it to my heart to speak.
And speak I did, things got pretty heated too.
I would explain my decisions soundly, based on calculated risks, future hypotheses, and logical thinking. No flaws to be found.
I talked mad shit, every chance they got these idealists would call me a cruel man and point out my cruelties, and then I would counter by giving them such good philosophical justifications for my actions that they would shut the fuck up for a few seconds and think about what I just said.
They got heated more and more, and so did I.
I thought that they would draw their weapons on me but guess Kal'tsit got bored of our little squabbles and decided to stop it there. Said:
''Attention everyone, stop. This is getting out of hand, everyone sit back down in you seats. Red, you can sit on the Dr.'s chair for now.''
She then turns to Amiya, who has been unusually silent for her character.
In fact she hasn't spoken, even once. Kinda creepy. Kal asks her:
''You should have had enough time by now , what do you say?''
Amiya looks around for a bit, solemnly, and then blows my mind;
''I in fact have. I have managed to get enough into his subconscious and pull out what we need.''
What? What are you talking about? Wasn't I just about to get my head sliced off? What is happening?
''Apparently, he really does believe all of that he said in this meeting, except some minor parts that can be ignored and that he has no goals of hurting us, in fact, all I can see inside him is a soul that is shattering.''
''He has his own way of doing things, and while we may not agree with them he believes that his methods simply produce the best resu-''
WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT, WHAT. HOW? YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE THIS MUCH POWER. WAS I WRONG? IS THIS NOT LIKE THE ORIGINAL STORY I HAD THOUGHT ABOUT ALL ALONG? FUCK THIS MAKES THINGS EVEN ALL THE MORE CONFUSING NOW. I AM GONNA LOSE IT. NO, I HAVE ALREADY LOST, LOST IT. MY BRAIN HURTS. PAIN.
''-hich is exactly why I believe that he should be granted what he asked for. I believe that he can change to adapt and that letting him simply do the things that he deems fit would benefit us heavily as long as he is under some supervision it should all be fine.''
''I also feel like he wouldn't accept being killed right now, he himself thinks that he hasn't done enough to repay all the people that he has signed off.''
... I can't even... Think anymore... Just kill me now... I was wrong...Stupid... I have been played...Bamboozled...I can't even cry, just suffer...
Wait, did she say let me keep doing what I am doing? What is even happening, I am so fucking disturbed and disoriented.
What the fuck is going on? Am I missing the memo?
Once again, as usual, I just find magically find myself somewhere while I was in the middle of something else. This time outside the meeting room. Apparently Amiya decided that I was worth keeping.
So I was sent packin back to my little complex while the rest of the ''Juries'' were just as confused as to why I was being kept as a member of R.I. as I walked away.
What? I... Wh-...
This all doesn't fit together, what the FUCK. I feel like something is missing, as if what I have experienced was just incomplete, my memories are jumbled and I can't seem to remember details.
That was too abrupt. Something isn't right. Something fucked up is happening to me. This isn't right. This isn't cool. I am about to actually cry for the first time in 7 years... I am so fucked up right now.
I am shaking, I need to get to my bed. Sleep. Sleep always helps, yeah.
I just need to sleep, tomorrow morning I will figure everything out.
I just need to sleep. I'm just tired right? That has to be it, just sleep more.
Another skip, what is happening, no more, please, I don't want anymore. Leave me alone leave me alone leave me alone.
I have gotten to my room, good. Slam the door shut. I am scared. I am shaking.
Close it, lock it from the inside. I don't want to see them anymore
Head to bed, don't even change clothes, don't think about anything.
Just close your eyes and find peace.
Pull the plug. End it All For Today. No more.