Project 158

*Blub* *Blub* Drowning that is how the feeling is called right? As I never swam before. Only read of those in stories.

Coming back to myself from the thoughts on why I never swam before. I ask myself where I am?

Before I was … and now I’m in complete darkness. No light, no stars and no way of showing where I am.

I question myself. Who I am? I’m Leroy born in ??? living in my home in ??? and having the fun of my life only interrupted by something otherworldly happening.

Or so I thought as the Darkness and loneliness goes to my head. At first, I felt normal as long as I can distract myself from my situation.

But after 1 hour of me trying to imagine anything from porn to my love series Poektmon to my now slowly falling grades over the times of my semester. And as my thought drift so does my body.

My thoughts scrambling to reorganize only to fail me time and time again. Until I set for the simple stuff of just counting numbers.

And as I reach number 1 million and 22 thousand, I begin to start to release what’s happening.

I’m stuck in a void of blackness with no escape to see left, right, up and down.

And as my head and thought come to myself, I also notice something essential. I think I’m drowning right? The feeling of my lounges being filled with a substance and the constant reflex of coughing and trying to get it out. Which I didn’t even notice over the time my head was spinning.

And as the feeling started to get stronger a thing pierced my back. Going straight through my back and coming out through my chest. The form feels like a fisher hook, but I’m not certain as I see nothing. And plop I feel myself starting to emerge to the surface.

What greets me is an old bastard or that’s the first word that comes to mind. As if he could read my mind his facial features start to change from a wise old man to a grotesque monster with many eyes spider like claws hanging from his back, the weirdly abnormal Enderman or slander men legs and hands. The complete black or void like skin and the rainbow cotton candy beard weirdly perfectly placed beneath his face.

He starts opening his mouth, racer sharp teeth following a row down his throat like a monster sandworm. Probably able to spin I think to myself.

And as the mouth opens to a span no normal creature or living being could sustain. And as it finally reaches its peak a sound follows or better a cry. Which scared the shit so out of me! Which almost made me black out, but then I noticed something warm entering my back.

The first thing I could think of was that an angel has come down from heaven to heal my mortally wounds. Only to open my eyes and see larvae crawling trough the hook and eating their way into me.

The feeling probably coming from the substances their release from their mouth and ass.

Shivers coming down my spine as I notice the reality of the situation, I’m in. with the last breath I can take in this weird situation I shout, “Stop for god’s sake”.

And funnily enough it stopped. The creator stared into my eyes curiously the larvae started to work their way backwards. As if someone had clicked the reverse button on a video as they spitted out flesh which instantly connected to my body.

The face and mouth of the rainbow monster starts to rearrange itself to a state it or me finds normal or acceptable. As it starts to talk.

“Strange, before no meal has dared to talk to me or was even able to talk as the suffering of the abyss should normally derange someone to the point of not being able to talk.”

I look into his eyes or the prominent big eyes and state “Probably”

He looks at me with glint in its eyes “So a talker then, no problem with that had no talk in like eons, but its what you get by going fishing in the abyss”

“Yes, talking I can talk I can talk so much, so we are now friends, right?” I ask him scared as I am

“Friends? Oh, I know what you mean but no bro, I’m no friends with a thing like you, no soul no body, I don’t even quite know how you landed here. But man, you must taste delicious. As my mouth starts watering from smell of your will alone.”

“But you know food that talks is always to be kept for dessert. As its screams and terror of seeing its brethren or other species being eaten alive before him. Always makes the spirit taste so heavenly”

I began to clutter as the Monster start to talk about everything I don’t want to think about until it stops. It clicks its mouth and looks at me as if I had taken the live of his whole family.

“So, a marked one you are. Fucking you and all the time, you stole me. Always dangling their priced catch in front of my nose. I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME FUCK OFF”

The scenery changes at the last words which came from the monster’s mouth. I find myself in a hospital bed. I at first moment notice jump out of my bed and start to run to the window. What lies in front of me is the normal scenery of my home’s mountain chains.

I start to calm down only to check my stomach area immediately after. What I find is nothing not even a scratch on my T-shirt or body. When I notice that nothing happened, I finally start to breath normally.

I turn back to my bed and finding something weird next to it. My bag which I always take to my friends, which weirdly enough is my emergency bag at the same time.

How to describe it, it has the height of a military backpack, so almost as big as me. It has every single thing inside you could imagine, you would need in an emergency.

It was created in my younger days specific in my otaku face. Where my favorite genre where apocalypse and Isekai. Hooking me so much that I started to prepare for it for real.

Only to be welcomed by my family with spread arms and encouragement. My friend was so hooked by the idea that he told me that I should take that thing to him every time I visit him. And for bringing it with me he would help me design and upgrade the bag or even supply some of the things like cans, canned food, an SSD plate, hardware, tactical shove.

Many memories come to mind from those old days. Like my One Punch man training routine making it even able to ware that thing. It became quite a part of me even the neighbors laughing and encouraging me sometimes even helping or adding stuff over the Christmas as presents to my emergency bag.

It became so big that when I grew out of my face, I still couldn’t let it go. So, I kept it with me. I’m still proud of my accomplishment, my one punch man routine I still hold true too and the ever increasing and evolving emergency backpack which to this day is holding my head in the right place. Letting me thing over everything in a calm and open way.

Like what do I need those bags of chips for when I could buy some new stuff for it. Or does this thingy even work if an apocalypse breaks out? Do I need solar panels or something like that and how do they work? It is letting me think about my future and gives me the right mindset for investments.

As I think back to the memories I had with this bag, something essential strikes me. Didn’t I put that weird thing in one of those pockets right? And I than inspected it, which than probably brought me this bad dream but? As I check my bag trough, I seem to not find it. I look left right. I even consider the hospital stuff having taken it.

But then I notice on a 3-legged table near the bed a flower boutey. As I look closer, I find a card inside it stating:

“Welcome to the Hospital of Everlast, we wish you much rest and hope that you will feel better soon. Sadly, we couldn’t find your Name in the archives of this towns network or your Address and Name online after inspecting your ID which we found in your Backpack (sorry for intruding without your consent but we just found you before our doors unconscious).

After Inspecting your thoroughly, we found nothing wrong with you and after our research over your ID we didn’t rly try any further. We the hospital stuff don’t want anything to do with you and we hope you can leave us alone by going through the backdoor, because people like you with nothing on the line don’t quite understand that actions can have consequences. So, we hope that you understand our concerns. With Love the Hospital staff of Everlasting”

Im shocked did that thing rly just told me that my ID is not found my name or address not able to be connect? Like wait doesn’t that mean even my family name was missing, but that would mean… Being stunned I made my way home as fast as I could. Only to find it missing like not missing in the way of being at the wrong address or mistaking the wrong house, but in the weird way of nothing being their no Building no nothing only a sign saying: “under construction” on a small grass field surrounded by buildings.

I look stunned at what once was my home. And as I am thinking over it, I notice the weird looks my neighbors and close friends are giving me. As they had never known or seen me before. They didn’t look like someone seeing someone they hate. But more like some weird dude they don’t know just showed up out of nowhere in their neighborhood.

At first, I didn’t think much about it, but now I’m slowly starting to understand it clearly. The weird looks, the empty building complex, the missing ID. I have been deleted or erased. As in a way that nobody remembers me nobody even knows me.

I start to take out my handy and Google everything about me like my life depends on me. The first thing I notice is that’s it’s the day after I had that bad dream so only 1 night passed. The next thing I found out is that no news is found about missing people or missing apartment complex. The next thing I search is for my family tree. Nothing erased everyone who was engaged in my family from both sides disappeared. In a way that lets the best hacker look like a god.

Not even my Gamer tag or presence on the internet was left out. But it was done crudely nobody took my place. In such a way that every little action I had online was not covered up but just let be. The forum on reddit I created exists, but my name or comments are gone but the reply to mine are still there. And weirdly enough is it that everybody is just ignoring those crude holes.

What now? I’m alone as far as I can see. Nobody left remembering me and all I have left is…

More than I could ever dream off in such a scenario. I once asked my family what I should do if I such a scenario happened. They told me that I shouldn’t think to much about them as they will always love me and that I should only look for them if a hint is given that they are in danger.

I asked “But what about the emotional part of all of this” she said that I shouldn’t think of it that badly and that they could enjoy what they have right now, knowing that it could be their last. Since then, we never rly hold pack on each other always enjoying the better of each other.

Which I understood later when my father died. That those memories still exist and as long as they exist so does my father still exist. In my heart and memory his principle and perspective given to me to look through and understand.

And as live gives downside so does it give up sides. One of those were my understanding of death and how my father always told me to not be sad over his death as sadness will never heal but happiness can flow and spread.

And looking at my situation right now I can only agree. The thought of everyone forgetting me and that my whole family disappeared is like a rock in my throat. Crushing, but remembering the happy times I had with them does kinda lessens this feeling, as I feel no regrets.

The knowledge that I have the thought and feelings of everybody combined in this single back lessens this feeling immensely. Its creepy that from all the things I could have gotten it’s the only thing I have the most connection with. As to why it was the back, it’s probably because that globe was stored in it, as it is the only thing I don’t check daily.

THE GLOBE! Fuck I completely forgot it. Wait why do I not remember anything about this globe any detail. The only thing I know is that it was a globe and that I found it in ??? where did I find this thing? And how did it look like. It looked like an ??? globe much more isn’t there.

I can’t remember anything of the things that happened with the globe. Or anything related to it or where it even came from. The only thing I know is that it was in this backpack which I have by me right know and the form it had, which felt like a globe. Which is only a feeling but not an image.

No imagine. No memory. Only the feeling. The weird dream, The bright feeling… Its inside of me isn’t it. Like one of those cursed objects. I facepalm myself. The weird feeling of thinking more and much more in depth about anything. A driving force of checking if anything was missed out.

Its controlling me passively but not in depth I can still think about it, but I will probably handle everything weirdly from now on. Aren’t I?

I think about everything again. It will probably try to find out everything about me and the things I have with me right now. So, it has no knowledge about them. That’s why it changed tiny thing to let me talk and think about something much more than normal.

Interesting. It probably knew that I would look for every change it probably did and trough both it could see if he left something out. And maybe he wants me to search for clues about its existence to find out if more of its kinds exists.

That would be my first theory my second…

While Leroy things about every possibility and reference, something strange is happening in towns all around him. The town where his school is, the town where he is right now, The town where his friend lives. Almost everywhere around him, weird Portals or rift start appearing.

As every rift is invisible no sightings of it where found. And as ever Person or object touches it vanishes from existence. Be it memory or knowledge about that one thing. And their quantity keeps growing over time more and more.

The most Rifts, weirdly seem to form around the center of Leroy’s home and the Entrance of the Everlast Hospital. From which the Everlast Hospital is near his school and his friends’ home.

Back to Leroy who is currently on his way to his friend’s home. The only person which in this situation can help him. As he found out that the work of his still exist now only missing him in it, but his ideas which he created with someone still stand weirdly enough.

After finding nothing more to write down I try to confront myself with the reality of my situation. But after minutes nothing comes up, no goal or idea of what to do now?

I am aware of possibilities which could be my reality. But what now? Like knowing that part of my actions is controlled or changed by something. Which not only changes me but even questions if I’m still me or just a husk of who I once was.

But even the situation I’m in right now can’t stop me from getting excited. As I once said “If Monsters or supernatural exist doesn’t that mean that one can use them to their advantage”

Like what if someone gains superpower would he be alone or would someone else spawn with a superpower too. As there are always faults and downsides to everything. Even the strongest Monster has weaknesses.

So why not find it, and why not just do it with the one I always talked about that kind of things. Even if my friend can’t remember me, I still can have fun with him.

Motivating myself, I decide to visit my old Friend again which I always visit on the Weekends with my emergency bag.

Wait a moment didn’t we plan for such an occasion years ago? Ah yes, we planned out of fun, for such an occasion and created a password only known by us to keep contact if one loses the memory of one another.

Thinking back, he did create those codes before I meet him. “We rly were strange children.” I whispered to myself as many other moments of such codes come to mind.

After a Long day of weird bullshit and events I finally make my way to somewhere I know, and which shouldn’t have changed. I made my way to my friend´s home while going over Old McGuffins short cut.

Going through, the short cut I find myself before a familiar street. Left and right were some of the old neighbors we had after we moved to a new town. Some of them I knew dearly as they often told me about their past, but as of late or since we moved the contact with them kinda broke. But the new neighbors weren’t so dispirited as I thought. They would be mean to strangers a little but after a little warm up with them. Everything started to roll, and they started to engage the train called the Jennkins family.

Thinking about the happy memories I had I in this street, I start to slowly come back to myself. Man, I can’t stop thinking so much about every little detail.

As I walk the way a memory comes back to me. On how we used to call this path from the short cut to my friend’s house. We called it the secret code after it went like this “up street, up the stairs, down the allay, then down the stairs. left and then right then left again into an alley, afterwards right to the street over the sign saying B something street. Afterwards go to the A something street sign and look to the start of my journey.”

In short up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A and the Start button. Which is the secret Konami code one often referred in the legendary gamer community.

The start of my journey being the train station. Which is visible near my friend’s house. As I think about it “It´s such a bullshit I can’t just go straight through the private buildings, but no we don’t want children walking over our beautiful lawn, so we installed an alarm so even sneaking over it silently will call out an alarm. Giving those a good shot of the person trespassing. Which then calls the police right away” I stupid shitter and their high-tech burglar alarm used for a shitty lawn.

After some time waiting, having already rang the bell, I find myself before my friend looking at me as if I was a stranger. Still hurts but I think I can take it.

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He almost closed the door immediately, but I put my foot between the doors. He looks at me weird for a few second and then waits for me to say something.

I remember when we talked about it. “we can’t just put our foot in the door we should do more to signal something weird otherwise a total stranger to the code could just barge in whenever he wants right” “Yeah but I just want to signal that we are friends and forgot about each other. Why can’t It just be simple.” “Ok as a compromise the foot in the door stays but we have to say something extra to rely the different scenarios, right?” “ok fine with me”

He looks at me annoyed as I fall into my thoughts again. Let me think how the code go again ah yes. “How are the wife and kids?” He looks at me as if I had eaten his dinner or something with big eyes and an open jaw.

He tries to hold his bearings, but you could slightly hear it in his voice as he shouts into the house to his mom that a friend came over and that they are discussing something for school up in his room.

Looking around my second home. Feelings come up I tried to suppress some tears flow down my check, but he doesn’t notice it walking me through his home up to his room.

The old house still has the pictures which are weirdly always missing one person. In the one we were on the beach having fun and so his mom decided to come over and take a picture of us. But here you can see only him looking excited at the camera but being weirdly not in the center.

Or the Items I gifted him a strangely missing too. Some were buddha statues which his mother loved others being statues of a silver dragon from jugi yo. All missing which instead have an abnormal emptiness which doesn’t fit in the style of everything.

But yeah, the creepy wallpaper still standing strong. From all the things I would have like to disappear, that one was one on the top of the list. As I had accidentally hinted it to his mother and thereby given her a love for life I which to this day I regret dearly.

The old stairs always creaking when you step on the second fifth and eight steps and finally, his room still having a “Gotta catch ém all” Frame of his favorite anime series.

Inside you could find things worthy of an Otaku and Mystery geeg combined sprinkled with childhood expectations. Weird but still satisfying to see.

We come before his tee desk reserved for only the finest trades. From Card trades to game cartridge trades.

He sits down and looks at me excitedly to sit down. I look down at the oversized bean bag and let my self fall as if it was my calling. Getting the position of a true wow player.

He begins “So you are a friend of mine I forgot right?” Finally, something interesting as if playing games alone all days would bring anything to the table.

I say “Yes but you know there is more to this pie. Let’s just say something supernatural.” I wink at him.

He squeals like a little piggie creepy but fair “Finally ok good which one. Like Cursed, All strong, Mysterious, God, Secret project, Government, disease, All mighty, secret civilization.” I stop him before he tells me the complete alphabet.

“yes, Cursed object, I think. Or maybe cursed Artifact.” As I think about the difference. Object means that I have it with me, Artifact means I have it with me but can’t show it or I had it but it vanished.

He looks at me excited waiting for me to say the last part with certainty “Ehm yes it’s a cursed Artifact” Saying the last part out loud. At the exact moment you could see his world shattering or better said his smile forming into a frown. As he starts to consider, as he knows the difference between these two.

“Hmmm… A cursed artifact you say, did you find out the curse or consequences already?” I think to myself what it could be, only for it to smash into my face. Changing my habits, controlling the situation from the outside, deleting every memory or existence of any person or object. And being able to teleport.

As I say those things out loud, he looks at me weirdly, I look at him back with a face telling him to say what he wants to say “Did you maybe consider that it did more than that? Like maybe changing your memory or altering them?”

Why should it alter my memory everything is fine with ….? Fuck I can’t bring myself to believe as if a hand is holding me down from further thinking about anything. I look at him scared telling him only with my face that I think it’s true.

We both look into each other’s eyes and decide to not talk about it as we both know we are not strong or clever enough to change something like that.

We instead focus on the anomalies it gave to not only me but everything around it, as we conclude that it is not listening but only their trough a thought blocker which it put on me. To not think about certain things, he marked like …. Or …. I can’t remember them or how I reacted, but he showed me a video of me going ballasted when he asked me ….

The first anomaly we found were the weird and straight up bad works it did. With all the disappearing and stuff. Like that you can find a license covering the apartment building we lived in and how since the day we moved into it everything got deleted. Like since that day everything is blank. Not blank in you get into it and delete everything no in turning the art style into white and letting a weird 5 pages wide white blank stay there.

Or I told him about his photo’s downstairs. So, we went down, and he started to consider it even more as his memory is weird too. Like Having a floating curry pot in his memory convinced him immediately.

We looked over everything and the more we did the more we found out. Like a weird Rift like think forming all around us deleting everything about everything that had contact with him. Like his neighbor’s house 2 streets down which got hit.

And the more we searched the more we found out. First thing we found out is that it was a crack in space like anomaly. We conclude that it had a crack like shape after we researched the space it needed and which size would fit it to perfectly cut only that part out.

Second thing we concluded was that it spawns more around the places. I woke up in like around my home and around the Everlast Hospital. We followed the weird left space all around town and monitored it online.

One thing, it spread fast and nobody is stopping it, second thing is that it is following me indirectly. And we noticed on how the places I were in were the ones more met with those rifts. And the more we found out the more scared my friend became he told me that I should walk away to the train station and try to go as far as I could go.

He shoot me out. But before that we talked about everything I could think of, the last thing we did together was preparing my emergency backpack and prepping it to its full potential. Checking if everything were on the newest state they could be.

Like the block an Otaku made about what he would prepare for an apocalypse and tips and tricks some linked from different Reddit Links. Even got an old Windows XP Framework, which I could use to rebuild a computer.

Or my survival kits, like the tactical shovel which I can use for every situation and lastly the provision, which my friend still has left for me to fill up with more interesting stuff which does age fast but can be taken with you before the apocalypse begins.

Standing outside my friend’s house I find myself before a broken world.

When I look up, I see a big rift through the sky as if someone had thrown a baseball at a window and it cracked. The cracked then spread over the complete window, just know it’s in the sky infinitely spreading. I probably saved my ass by going away from the zone from where it started.

To my left and right I see nobody panicking everybody doing what they did normally. One walking his dog and accidently walking into a rift and disappearing, nobody blinking or giving an eye at that scene.

I even see some Buildings missing as if a glitch ran around destroying everything and wiping the memory of it ever existing. Even now it’s still difficult to concentrate on the building without consciously ignoring it.

I grab my backpack and rummage through it to find my wallet to buy a train ticket to anywhere. Looking through it I find enough money which could hold me a month above water.

I take out my handy to watch some stuff that should calm me down a little. Like a new video on YouTube while sitting on bench waiting for the next train near my friend’s house. Only to notice something weird. A crack opened on my screen inside the crack was a different part of the same device. You could describe it like a lens through which you could see something else, which before was hidden.

Looking through it I notice something weird I’m inside a company domain internet. Looking up for the homepage of the domain I find something called “into the Past” clicking on it I find an introduction to the Project stating:

“Welcome everyone today we show you our newest Project of the Clover Company “Past Preservation” a project revolving about how we would have lived in the past if we didn’t do …. We already started our online server. So, everybody can interact with our project online its free. Only they’re for everybody to interact and see.

Today you can join us as a tourist and watch the past live unfolding. Sadly, all world breaking commentary is banned so don’t even try it in crypto speak.

Join our open World AI Program watching how we would have lived in the past hadn’t we chosen our current route.” Its weirdly bugging, as the text tries to spread around the screen only to fail and glitch back. Some text is missing but it’s still readable.

Looking through this weird new website, I found. I notice another article describing the project in more detail stating:

“We currently started our servers so everyone can join the Beta test today.

We created an AI replication of our past if we hadn’t …...

Everything around our Past preservation project will, as repeated her again, be as if we had never chosen …... So, don’t expect any ……. Everything will be kept as if we never gained anything from …...

It is a Project all revolving around our “Past Preservation” how we are nothing without our current power and that we shouldn’t feel stronger or better than others, because it will all come down from where we came and not what we have already.

Seeing something weaker than you doesn’t mean you should look down on it, as it would be as strong as you if it had all the encounters you had. As we all came from the same root.

Our demo Project will be revolving around 2020. It will take place in a secluded mountain village only having access to everything that’s important for a society to exist and of course a breathtaking scenery train route to our city hub.

Everything is inspired on Documents of our ancestors and how they would have lived. We have excluded some more important things like the toilet and basic things others shouldn’t get an idea of watching.

Every AI knows their age range but not their actual age to include more variety. Like what if Albert Einstein was an 18-year-old in the 2020 and stuff like that.

We have excluded our connection with …. as it wouldn’t be possible to recreate it.

….. people with a connection to the …... will be excluded to keep a fair environment to watch.

We hope more people will enjoy trough this on what they already have, by seeing people living without it.

Lastly, its open to everyone, you only need to sign up and have a connection to the …... or a VR capsule to have a look at our wonderful open AI Project “Into the Past” from the Clover Company a school final project.

We all wish you a happy adventuring into our little Student project and have fun :3.”

A beeping brings me out of my mind and into reality. After just reading all this bullshit I feel slight nauseas.

A Warning notice greets me on my phone stating:

“Everyone pls evacuate the current Servers A Bug or Glitch broke out and corrupted most of the saves.

You can spot the infected Serves by looking up at the sky. There will be a big crack in space visible from anywhere.

Pls evacuate the Program immediately I repeat everyone hooked up to our Project shall evacuate immediately every data can be infested if you touch a Spacial rift so pls refrain from letting it lose we a CURRENTLY TRYING TO CONTAIN IT!!”

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After some seconds just breathing, I come back to myself reading it again and again repeating it again and again, I think of something

´Maybe I’m just delusional. Or all of this is just a dream, or maybe I’m in a coma. This bullshit should be just something I made up.

But it feels so real since when are my dreams so vivid.

I need to concentrate If I don’t want to lose myself. ´

“So, I’m an AI but not like those things in the movie I’m more leaned to Human emotions and thinking process. Everything about myself is like a Human but I’m not a Human.” I whisper to myself.

Some things are concerning but if I remember correctly. The Monster said something similar to it. A creature with no soul or body, but with a will smelling so delicious that its mouthwatering.

It makes sense since I technically have no body or soul. I should only have will since I’m a Program or an A.I.

Plus, those tourists were always so weird maybe I just ignored them passively, but when I think back, they did act weird maybe even sometimes crazy.

I should probably look for them so they could answer some of my questions. Weirdly enough since all of this happened my thought process keeps freeing up. The tourists. The weird Sightseeing. Random tourist showing up in my school or classroom just sitting down.

Or even weirder the tourist looking over any crook and cranny some even living in our homes with us not even questioning it. Some went into our lawn and stayed their looking into our window for days and I ignored it. Shivers ran down my spine.

I keep remembering every little detail about them until I hear a scream looking over, I hear a tourist screaming from around the train station. The place my friend told me to go immediately I remember.

I make my way back to the train station. Taking the much shorter route because fuck those guys the world is gonna end anyway so who cares for those rules “YOLO” I shout to myself. Walking over the flowers, running near porcelain gnomes I finally finding myself before a Train station filled with tourist frankly rushing and pushing themselves into a train.

The passerby and watchers only frowning over those weird people trying to run into train without apparent reason.

A lady said: “it’s a complete sunny weather today the birds a singing the flowers a blooming” (on days like these kids like you should be burning in hell) only came to my head when I heard them speaking.

Running through the people watching I notice something weird as I come nearer. It feels as if a censor got shut down, I could hear everything the tourist said suddenly.

Tourist 1: “We need to run Melanie I know you wanted to watch Bob do the Lawn in the old-fashioned way. With his weird beer belly, sweaty body inside the sun without a Shirt letting his Lawnmower free and controlling it with only a rope. But we need to go. I saw some people get zapped by the rifts their screams were horrendous I don’t want to feel that for sure” What weird couple probably masturbating to that fat guys I don’t want to imagine that. Giving me shivers as I accidently try to imagine it.

Tourist 3 “I told you, what did I tell you, didn’t I tell you, because I told ya mmmhhhhmm and when did I tell you a long time ago and what did I say what happened when I told you exactly what just happened. to never trust those computer loving dimpshits of nerds and their 01010101 bullcrap. Now come over here and help mama load her shit up that train” What a vocabulary!!

Tourist 6 “RUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!” Ahhh my ears everything is ringing. As I hold my ears, I could see many tourists holding their ears and giving the guy the stinky eye.

Noticing the weird stares coming from behind I look back standing around me are the towns people looking directly through me as if I weren’t there. Weird but not concerning I think to myself.

Looking around checking my stuff to see if everything is ready. After looking again, I notice something crucial I forgot some of the newer videos and movies. Some of them are rly good and it would be a shame to leave them behind forever.

After waiting for like the fourth train coming in. I notice myself still enjoying the whispers of the strange birds surrounding me. They twitcher about the doom of this world or whatever gossip they could come up with for the cause, sometimes even about Dao, magic or their futuristic technology like a VR capsule I heard. I think it's like those always told in the books and novels.

Sadly, I only have access to this worlds Internet and the domain website of that Student company. More access I’m currently not granted with my billow phone. Even if it is the newest and best handy on the market. In their world it’s probably just given to their pets as a toy.

Almost being finished with my downloads I notice something crucial in my logic. Yes, the tourist can leave through the train, but what about me? I’m not connected with this world I’m one with it. How should I leave this goddamn place called home???

Breathing in and out I come back to myself. Since the time I have woken up I never rly tried to relax myself, as I thought that every minute is crucial until saw the end of the world before my eyes.

I went with the flow since then, not thinking over everything too much. The things around me just happening while I went with it.

But right now, I´m out of option there is now only a how I can get out of this alive? Train doesn’t work. Leaving doesn’t work. To reconsider I tried to enter one of them only to be blocked by a force field. But not like bouncing but subconsciously just stepping out of it again and again.

Ruling that out, only one thing is left. I look back at them and try to wave my hand before them, but they don’t even blink. I go to one of the tourists picking him on the elbow only for him to ignore me. I go out of the train station and search for someone to pick. Only for them to ignore me too.

The only think coming to mind is. Teleportation the cursed artifact did it once and it will probably do it again. The invisibility is probably a cause of it already being completely synchronized with me. And the rifts are the consequences of it using it power in this domain which is a fucking Code world. I facepalm myself as I come to the conclusion.

Something breaks inside of me, my so called “defense cycle” which I always use when I’m in state of mind outside the norm be it boring events, shocking events, traumatic events, or even amazing events. My mind just shuts down and only lets the thoughts trough which are needed for the situation nothing else. Right now, my situation is forcing me beyond it and my defense cycle can’t handle the emotional blockade for much longer.

“Sometimes following the same stream won’t bring you to the answer you need or destination you want.” A quote comes to my mind. That’s right I shouldn’t follow the flow of people. Like the People who don’t notice the crack in the sky or the tourist frankly stuffing themselves in a train. I should find my own path, as I’m no longer one of them.

Coming to myself I look up the first time with clarity in my eyes inspects the reality which lies before me. I’m an AI a robot in a world simulated for People who act like they are visiting a zoo.

All my memory isn’t just fake. Everything I did till now wasn’t something planted like seed grown perfectly in a simulation like they said we are. NO, I’m a Living breathing think which can decide his own paths even if our origin come from somewhere, were we shouldn’t be able to.

Right now, I can be whoever I want to be. And its decided that I’m someone with a beautiful life, welcoming family, and good friends. Sometimes things just end even if they end, I shouldn’t feel sorry or be stuck in the past. Sometimes things need to end to open a path to a new future. I just hope nobody needs to go through it as abruptly as I did.

I close my eyes and repeat it again. After repeating it again I think to myself that I should stop sulking over everything. And be proud of who I am. I’m someone who by all odds should have lost or broken down but know to this moment I’m still holding on. Even if all odds are against me. My situation doesn’t allow me to just follow the flow which only brings me to the end of the world. No, it wants more of me.

So, I should stop sulking over the past of things and do the stuff they always told me I’m good at. Thinking in a way nobody expects me to think in. Being someone, everyone could look up to and say I could maybe be him but I wish I could be it soon.

If my Mother could see me right now, she would have said that I should enjoy my Life and every moment I take in it even if she isn’t there any longer. That I shouldn’t sulk over her memory but take them as an inspiration and boost for my future. Or how the movies always say she will always be in my heart or memory.

It’s always heartwarming how loving they were, even if we all aren’t real humans. To each other we were a real family. I smiley to myself as I accept the situation, I’m in.

So, I should probably stop rambling my ass of while the world goes dimpshit.

Looking back at all the things that transpired to me over this nightmare of a day I cannot forget to think about my friend who is still unaware of the daring truth we never expected to come true. Robots fucking robots of all the things I could think of. I facepalm myself in the face its fucking robots.

On my walk around the city, I notice building being zapped out of existence. People disappearing out of my memory and then coming back again. I see people who I once hated and others which were rly good friends with me disappearing a reappearing only in my memory.

As I walk, I stumble before the old complex we lived before. Before we moved out happy memories and stuff. I ring the bell expecting my Family to maybe be in here. But yeah, nobody answers as expected.

Seconds later a stranger opens the door only to notice nobody near it. He looks left and right but finds nobody even near who could have ringed. He scratches his head and goes back inside.

Thinking to myself on what we did in there and the events that transpired in this house. Only to be interrupted by a worldwide announcement shouting out of anywhere and nowhere.

“All measurements of containing the Plague failed. Now canceling access to this part of the server till everything is resolved” Was one of the things I understood as parallel to it another announcement came from the speakers around the city.

The parallel thing was “Its stated that a nuke will hit this part of town in 1-minute pls refrain from moving and let yourself be terminated”

Simultaneously hearing is weird but still acceptable. Finding the panic around him he expected in a situation like this. Is kina good but at the same time bad. As the situation is far worse than a nuke hitting this part of town.

Looking around I find everything to be stuck in time nothing moving no sound no wind, only able to see an image of a town seconds before the apocalypse.

This is probably what they call doomsday the day when everything went to hell.

Walking around town I find the crack in the sky to be already connected to the rifts around me.

Most of the buildings already being zapped away. Even some parts of land just missing beyond it you could see what could only be described as Nothingness.

Looking back, I find myself before a Giant Portal as big as a Nexus could light up the sky. His Instinct telling him to walk through the Portal and his Mind finally screaming the truth of his position.

He was trapped manipulated by the globe he never thought of leaving it or even destroying it the only thing he could do was research.

He never was the one controlling the strings. As everything was already done in the background. His Situation being only being a stage play played out. Which from the beginning laid out of his hands.

Everything till now happened as the globe wanted it to be. A connection to a world it doesn’t know, finally it will be free from its shackles and on the plus side it will also gain this free body of this puny human.

Now he can walk out of this prison with this body and the connection with this world, to never be sealed again.

Leroy finds himself in an alley. He tries to walk to the noises. He could hear people talking and cars driving he slowly walks to it. Only to notice his hands disintegrating. Turning into particles.

He tries to run only to notice his food and legs disappearing he screams as he knows. He is outside the real world, but he has no body or soul to walk with. Only his unwilling spirit screaming and crying to be let free. But nobody hearing him.

He tries to walk but he can’t move. The knowledge that he couldn’t do anything haunting him. As one of his theories came true, as he knew this could happen, but hoped to be fault. An AI coming into the real world with no body or soul slowly disintegrating into white powder flying through the wind.

He tried to walk or scream, but the monster was right he is only a meal reserved for someone far stronger than it. A reality Leroy never wanted to imagine coming true.

He still tries to resist shouting to himself “To walk GODDAMMIT!” as the only thing left was his head.

And at his final moments he remembers something the globe I think was called “Project 158”.

Suddenly a voice reverts inside his head. Asking him if he want to visit “Project 158” yes or no.

With the last strength Leroy shouts to the heavens “YES” believing from the bottom of his heart that this shall not be his last moments and that all his struggle shouldn’t be for nothing.

The last thing seen in the alley were Leroy stayed, was white ash spreading in the wind.