Getting stabbed, as it turns out, is not what I expected. You would expect to experience pain and what not.
What you will truly feel after getting stabbed is numbness, followed by the paIN AS IF A THOUSAND DWARVES ARE PLAYING SKIP ROPE WITH YOUR INTESTINES!
OH AZATHOTH! THE PAIN!
-ahem-
Why do I know this fact? It's because of the bloody kitchen knife in a young lady's hands.
And my bleeding stomach.
And me, lying in the pool of my own blood.
"It never had to end this way, you know..." she trailed off as she licked the blood on the knife.
Not now boner! No matter how much bloody Yandere girls turn you on, bleeding on the ground is not the proper time!
"It's truly a shame," tears slowly trickled down her face. If it wasn't for the knife and all the blood, it would truly be a heart wrenching scene. "I truly loved you, you know..."
Alas! How cruel is the world! For two lovers to be separated by life and death!
OR NOT!
"But what did you do?!" She threw the knife to the side as her pupils constricted. With a crazed look on her face she continued, "You threw me away for that skank! I loved you! I lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove you! And I hate you for that! You threw away my love! You threw away my heart!"
As a Yandere lover, the scene would truly be a perfect one. IF I F*CKING KNOW WHAT SHE WAS TALKING ABOUT!
I never had a girlfriend in my entire 18 years of living! Heck, all experience that I have was with Miss Linke Handottir!
"L-" I coughed a mouthful of blood. By the old one, speaking when your abdomen and possible your diaphragm was punctured is hard! "Look lady, a-as much as I appreciate you feelings, a- I think you have the wrong person."
That earned a closer look by the lady. Judging by the widening of her eyes, she probably noticed her mistake too!
Thank the old ones for reasonable Yanderes!
"Oh! Oh my!" She gasped rather loudly as her hands cover her mouth while backpedaling rather quickly. "I'm truly sorry! I though you were that ch*eating b*stard!"
I gave her a stiff smile a stiff smile. Shit! My vision is already darkening, meaning that not enough blood was being delivered to my brain! My facial muscles are already numbing as is the extremities of my limbs!
"B-believe me lady," I weakly say," if I e-ever get in a relationship with s-someone as beautiful as y-you, then I'd never t-trade you for a-anyone el-GAH!"
And then my world is pain as my bloody torso was met by heels.
"Oh! I'm very sorry!" The lady apologized as she bowed. "Your words were quite similar to his so I just acted on instinct, you know!"
Cthulhu dammit woman! What is wrong with you?!
Oh, she's a Yandere, carry on!
"I-" Before I can utter any words, more globs of blood rose up and went out from my mouth. Now I know my esophagus was also punctured.
And then red and blue lights danced upon the window as sirens rang throughout the house.
"Oh my, would you look at that!" The lady exclaims before picking up the knife. "For all it's worth, I'm sorry!"
With a final apology, she ran towards the back door.
You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.
And there I was, bleeding on my $25 carpet. I wonder how much will cost to remove the bloodstains?
Heh. Even when I'm about to die, my mind is still on inane stuff.
I guess this is it. This is the end of my story.
I wonder where I'll end up? Heaven is out of the question. So hell or purgatory? Or will I be wiped clean and taken into the cycle of Samsara?
Gods. I hope my brother will find my note on the final page of my journal and erase everything on my PC and hard drives.
If not, then I guess he'll have a hard time answering the police. Like my collection of Loli Snuff, Loli feet, Loli Yandere, Loli with hats, Loli with sweaters, Loli with glasses. You get the point.
And so I closed my eyes, fully embracing the end.
I lived my life as I wanted it. If this is truly the end, so be it.
Goodbye world.
"As much as your monologue has proven to be amusing, I still have other work to attend to." A voice akin to the ringing of bells entered my ears.
That's weird, my hearing was supposed to have deteriorated by this stage.
Also, where's the pain?
My eyes shot open and what greeted me was the visage of the most alluring woman I have ever laid my eyes on.
"Thank you for the compliment" She smiled.
And apparently she can read my mind.
"So, god? Death? Akasha?" I asked her in succession and she nodded at the last.
"So, what does the personification of all of creation has to do with me?"
"Hmmmnn..." She made an amused sound. That was not good for mah heart!
"Tell me, what are the most defining parts of your life?" I raised an eyebrow, wordlessly asking the obvious question.
"Humor me," She replied.
"Well, during my accident when I was twelve and when I bought my first Pl*tia plushie when I was fifteen, I guess."
"Hmmmnn..." Goddess! I know you can read my mind, but please stahp!
Wait, you can read my mind. You are doing this on purpose aren't you?!
With a slight upturn of her lips, she took out a book and glasses from nowhere and began reading.
Gah! Now it's megane shoujo! Are you trying to kill me via doki-doki induced arrhythmia?!
"Elric Blackmore, died at the age of 18 due to murder by a Yandere who mistook his apartment with her ex-boyfriend's. His intelligence is very high, but not enough to be considered as a genius. Physical ability is above average. Has the social awareness of a rock, as is his leadership ability. He is very good at deducting and inferencing data. His logical skills is nothing to scoff at either. All in all, an intellectual that has the potential to rise above the faceless masses."
"We-" My words were interrupted as she slammed the book shut before throwing it upwards. Then, a massive blaze emerged from her outstretched hand and engulfed the book in a fiery conflagration.
"Elric Blackmore soul was recorded to have died on that day when he had that accident when he was twelve. His death would have led to his father pouring his time into work to forget the pain and his mother spoiling his brother leading him to die at the age of 16 due to overuse of drugs."
"What was baffling is that his body continued to function even without his soul but with all his memories, essentially becoming a living meatsack emulating the man known as Elric. At the age of fifteen, a spark of soul was found inside him, and contrary to the laws of this realm, has formed ex nihilo*."
"Instead, his father became a successful business man while being a dedicated father to his family, going home every week just to spend time with his wife and kids. His mother became a successful government employee having raised filial children. And most importantly, his brother who was pushed to his limits and became a renowned genius who became the youngest Licensed Pharmacist at the age of sixteen."
What.
What?
What?!
Okay...
That...
That was some info dump.
"S-so you meant to say that I'm a soulless husk of meat?" I asked.
"Why do you think you felt so empty all those years ago?" Her lips upturned, this time as a smirk.
"Huh... So what changed?"
"You gained a soul. Specifically, you f*cked the rules of rebirth and made a soul outside the cycle of Samsara."
"And this is bad?"
A nod. "Essentially yes. You see, life and death hangs on a thin balance. When a soul dies, it goes to the afterlife where it will be slowly purified and sent back as a blank slate."
"And I come in where?"
"I'm getting to that part." Her eyes narrowed slightly.
I nod at the unspoken warning.
"Okay, usually we have people removing themselves from the cycle via Enlightenment and whatnot. This is not necessarily a bad thing. You see, the cycle can be likened to that of a balloon filled with air to the brim. When a soul leaves the cycle, the balloon gets smaller. However, if a single soul enters, the whole balloon pops. You get what I'm trying to say?"
I nod. "So me dying is a bad thing."
A pause. "Essentially yes."
"So what now?"
"Now? There are a few solutions to this problem. One, I erase you from existence. Two, I can send you somewhere else..."
"And three?"
"And three, you can become my source of entertainment?"
"Wait... Like a ROB (Random Omnipotent Being)?"
"Yes, but more closely to Jump-chan or a patron."
"Do I at least get cheats?"
"Yes. It makes things more fun that way."
"Why didn't you say that in the first place? I don't care whether I'm a soul fragment, a fake, or something. Now, this contract, I ACCEPT."
"Wonderful, I knew you would say that!"
"Of course, you are, after all, a mind reading personification of creation."
Another smile, this time one of mischief.
"And to answer why I did this in the first place, let me ask you this: If you can do something utterly redundant and useless but fun, would you still do it?"
"Yes."
With that, I was off to a new world.