"Vale is it almost time for me to leave?" I have been here for what seemed like several years. learned a lot due to Vale and me having conversations all the time because there was no real need to sleep. We discussed many things including the world I would be going to. We also discussed, at length, different methods to kill people. Many of which I had never thought of. It felt strange here without the desire to kill, but I enjoyed my 'disease' much more than being normal.
"Yep. Just wait a little bit then I'll send you to your mother's womb." Vale replied.
"I've been wondering this, but how long have I been here for." I asked. I had a feeling time didn't pass at the same rate here as in the regular world.
"Couple of millennium. It took longer than expected. Although you should be very happy because the world I am sending you to, is the most populated it has ever been." Vale replied.
"It only seemed like a few years, at the most. And what do you mean by the most populated it has ever been?" I asked.
"The world you are going to is currently populated by 17 trillion people. Of course it is several times larger than Earth, so that is to be expected. And we're ready. I'll see you soon, Agiel. Make sure you have loads and loads of fun."
"I will. Hope to see you soon." I could feel my body slowly disappearing but I could hear what Vale said just before I disappeared.
"You'll have to become a God to meet me again. But good luck."
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As soon as I became aware of were I was, I forgot to asked if I was at the beginning of the pregnancy or at the end. I really didn't feel like spending nine months or however long inside an enclosed area. As it turns out, I had to spend nine months inside the womb. At least I could review my conversations with Vale.
It seems the world I am going to has a large variety of races and the ability to use magic. They had dwarves. They had elves. They even had dragons. Pretty much anything in your imagination they had. But, just like my old world, once you died there was no coming back.
There was many different types of magic. It seems every body is born with the ability to absorb the elements around them, but only a small number are able to use the elements absorbed. The ones use can use the elements are called the E.U. This means 'element user.'The main elements are water, wind, fire, earth, light, and dark. There are also many sub elements. It was rare to have more than three elements or have one element. It seems the average would be around two elements per person.
You can usually tell what element a person is by the color of their eyes. Red and blue would represent a fire and water aptitude. Wind is usually a green color. Earth is usually a deep rich brown. And light and dark are gold and black. Subelements would be a combination of the colors. People can't usually tell which elements they are proficient in until they are around a year old. Their eyes usually change color around this time,
You can tell if a person can use magic by a small insignia on their body. The insignia grows or changes color based on the absorption or level of the person. The level is usually based on the ability to use elements absorbed and the purity of the absorbed elements. The levels are separated in 10 degrees of ability, 1-10. 10 being the lowest 1 being the highest. Each of these levels had 3 stages. To get to the next level you have to absorb and understand the elements to a certain degree. This gets harder through each stage that is passed.
Some animals are able to absorb and use the elements, but these are very rare. This animals also have a ranking system to determine their strength. 1 being the strongest and 10 being the weakest. Usually animals are stronger than people on the same level. Level 4 beast > Level 4 person.
Each can have the manifestation of the soul upon reaching level 3. This can range from being a weapon to an animal, usually called the soul beast. The manifestation is unique to you and you alone so no other being has the same thing. If the beast or weapon were to break or die, you would lose a piece of your soul as well. Many people go insane after losing this piece, because it is literally losing a piece of yourself. Vale said that it is much harder to break a weapon then to kill the beast.
I have no clue what the average level is on the world right now. The strongest could be a level 10 or a level 2. I really have no clue.
I can't even absorb the elements yet. Only when I'm born can I.
Well I'm just going to wallow here in my thoughts until I'm born. And then stay in my tiny body until I can kill someone.
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nine months later.....
I finally see the light. Unfortunately that light is from the hole I must squeeze my way through to get out of this hell. I now understand why babies kick in their mothers stomach. They're so desperate to come out and they can't. I also know why the cry when they do come out. They're so happy because they finally get to see the light. The beautiful, beautiful light.
Even I, who gets sick on pretty sunny, ugly days, felt the need to say thank you for light. This will be the first and last time I praise it though.
I finally get to see the people who left me in hell for nine months. I see a woman with pale skin and deep black hair. She has blue and green eyes. She is decent looking, but definitely isn't the best. Her face has a sad smile, as she says, "A-agiel, t-that should be your n-n-name."
Yippee. I get my name from my last world. It would've been such a pain to learn and answer to a new name.
The woman who appears to be my mother slowly closes her eyes and I man I didn't see before came and stood by her side. The man was a decent height and had blonde hair witha red eye and a blue eye.
"Darling you can't die on me." The man seemed saddened. I guess my mother was pribably going to die. What a clichéd scenario.
"Please t-take him. H-h-his n-name is Agiel. Protect him. P-please." The woman let tears stream from her eyes and was still smiling as she put me in the man who seemed to be my father's hands. I really didn't care that she was dying. I only hoped that it wouldn't be a pain later on.
"Of course. I won't let anything happen to him. Do you need anything?" The man still seemed sad, but I'm sure he didn't want to let my mother see a sad face before she left.
"No, I d-don't. I love you Kris. Goodbye." The woman then showed a beautiful smile before her eyes dropped down and she stopped moving.
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"Goodbye, Tiffany." Kris's voice was but a whisper and I saw his eyes well up with tears before he looked at me and said, "It's okay Agiel, I won't cry."
I wonder if he really thought I cared. Guess I should just ignore him. I then had a wave of sleepiness come over me and I closed my eyes and sank into a deep slumber.
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Few hours later....
When I wake up I'm in a deep blue room in a woman's arms. The woman, around the age of 16, with deep green hair and blue and green eyes. She looks similar to my mother. Same features. She looks sad.
'Agiel. You're awake. Are you hungry?" She asked. She smiled a bit. She was probably going to feed me if I cried or if I didn't so I saved myself the pain of crying and remained silent.
"Guess that's a yes." And while she said this her large breasts came over to my face and pushed themselves on me. I'm so going to kill this bitch when I'm older. I swear on my name as Agiel Bukavac. Oh. I guess I'm a Bukavac no longer, but that is beside the point.
"Ellie. Don't force yourself on the child. He is probably still sad about his mothers passing." A clear voice comes ringing into the room from the direction which I presumed to be where the door was.
"But what if he's hungry, Helga?" Ellie asked. Her voice cracked a little. Most likely because she was crying to long.
"I have a bottle right here. You are not going to breast feed your brother." The voice now had a certain amount of authority to it that was not going to take no for an answer.
"Okay. I just wanted to do some brother and sister bonding." The girl said. She sounded even sadder than before. I certainly was going to bond with her later on. Like bonding her with a knife through her heart.
"You can do that later. Now come bring him to me. I need to feed him." Ellie than started to stand up and moved me to a room that had an old woman in it. The woman had steel grey hair and her face was a wrinkly mess. She had a gold eye and a red eye.
"So Agiel. You're going to spend a lot of time with me, so please do not cry a lot." The old lady, Helga, said quietly as she took me from Ellie's arms. She than raised what seemed to be similar to a bottle from my old world and put it in my mouth. I should drink that if I want to fill my stomach.
After a while, a slowly fell asleep. Damn, baby's bodies are so weak. It's amazing they can even survive.
After I wake up I soon learn my daily care routine. Feed, change the diaper, feed, put to sleep, feed, change diaper. This continued for about a few months and I definetly felt the need to kill every single fucking person who saw my naked ass. My eyes haven't changed color yet, but I believe it will happen soon.
My father didn't spend a lot of time with me, but he didn't seem to hate me for 'killing' his wife. My father, Kris, has to run the town we live in. It seems he's pretty good at it. I learned my family name was Mortem. Agiel Mortem. It has a nice ring to it. I also learned I have to elder brothers, Timothy and Daniel, and an elder sister, Ellie, whom we already met before.
My brother Timothy is an E.U. With aptitude of fire and wind. He is a 4th level E.U. and has already manifested his soul. It wasa small beast that had snake like characteristics except for its brilliant vermillion body. The color is probably explained by Timothy's hotheadedness. He is very annoying and the urge to kill was apparent from the moment I met him.
My brother, Daniel, is unable to use magic but his eyes are red and blue. He is very similar to father in the sense that they would make very good mayors. My brother is skilled in hand to hand combat in case of danger. He is very calm most of the time, but other times he is aggresive.
And finally, Ellie. She is an E.U. and the strongest of the family being a level 6. Her aptitudes are water and wind. Just like my mother. The manifestation of her soul is a weapon. It is a round shield with carvings of different things on it. Its name is Tueri Familia. She loves her family very much but gets on my nerves quite often. I never understood how people like little children or babies. They are DISGUSTING.
My father is not a E.U., but my mother was. She was a level 2. She was very weak.
Ellie is 16 years old. Timothy is 12 years old. And Daniel is 19 years old. They all piss me off. I want to kill them all. I want to see their crying faces and I'm going to laugh when they learn I was harbor ini my thoughts.
The hallucinations rarely happen at all anymore. I had one a few months ago, but that was all. It was even worse than the one that killed me the first time. Now the corpses were saying my name, chanting if you will. They no longer cry out for help. They grasp my arms and legs and speak softly. A whisper. That's all. But they really scare me. They smile and they laugh. And some of them return to the hole. But that hole scares me the most.
It speaks to me. Its endless darkness beckons me to come to it. The pit never ends. It watches me. Its eyes bore into my soul and look through everything. Everything I've done. Everything I've said. It searches quietly. And the worse part is. I know it's watching all the time. Even when I don't see it. I feel it by me. I know others don't know what it is. It's a massive hole that is not a piece of my brain acting up. It's real. It exists. The corpses are what my brain makes up. But the hole is real. The abyss.
The quote that says something about when you look into the abyss it looks at you as well. It's true. It stares. It watches. And it doesn't move. It's almost like it's waiting. For what I don't know, nor do I want to find out.
Because if I do. I'll lose it. The first time I lost it was when it killed me. Right before I died. I heard it laugh. A cold merciless laugh. A laugh that thought it was funny. And it was the first time I saw it move. It didn't grow larger or smaller. It moved as if it was alive. Breathing and soulful thing. That was the first time I felt real fear. I like causing fear and pain. But I don't like feeling it. And what it made me feel was something that shook my soul.
And when I died for the first time, I was happy I escaped it. Killing did not even flash across my mind. I was happy I escaped it. But then I felt incomplete without killing. So I wanted that feeling back. Even if I had to see that. I would survive. Probably.