DE-Monster
Chapter 1 - The End of One World
Every new story begins somewhere. This story starts at the end of one life to start a new one. For over 30 years John learned, worked, and lived like most other people. But John wanted to know everything he could learn. He searched for, bought, and read military manuals, how too books, and do it yourself projects all as part of his lifelong passion for learning. By late teens John managed to finish with boy scouts as an Eagle. Sadly John found out how some business chose to operate, and how they scammed people or abused their employees. So consciously he had to make a moral decision when he recognized it, he ended up choosing to separate from those places in hope of supporting a better world. It was a hard thing to learn what places do to you when you are no longer a fit healthy asset. This ended with John getting multiple hernias and other internal damage from 2 injuries at the same place. All the while the company Doctor said return to work and refused to give any work restrictions. Then the work place and medical industry turned on him. Thanks to John’s family he was able to survive a few more years without becoming homeless. Even so it was a enough to erode away any pride he had left. Sure it might not sound all that bad, but to consider how much pain John had on a daily basis. It was a horrible way to live, and he was constantly trying to keep it manageable but when the majority of the body’s movement is based on using abdominal, groin, and chest muscles it was enough to help him understand how people could suffer to the point where death is a release from daily torture. But that was just half of it. The world was falling apart too.
The rest of the world was being driven in fast forward to a technocratic control. Industry leaders found a way to use every bit of technology to control people. By one way or another with engineered obsolescence, programming, smart technology, crisper tech, and even gene editing they used it all to take control and ownership of the world. They built super computers called quantum computers to use resources from another world. In addition to particle colliders so they could open holes into other worlds, get resources from other worlds, and in hopes of understanding the very nature of every atom. The only thing was it worked too well and the public wasn’t aware of what happened behind the scenes. Sure the leaders managed to do these things. But this obsession they had to push the world so fast into this desired realm caused the “event” to happen.
What is this “event”? Well, from a limited understanding, think of the phenomenon as essentially a trade. These Technology leaders could receive resources from another place without giving something in return. This is what they thought. But the world incurred a debt, just like the way they ran the government. At first it was quakes near these technological tools. The abnormal part was these quakes occurred in places that don’t have a fault line. Then people started to report paranormal things happening, and seeing strange things at night. After months of these events happening, the people operating the labs had to suppress a surge of rumors. Many reports came out of shadow people, and other entities attacking or chasing lab workers and the surrounding local citizens. The security cameras even catching glimpses of entities that were not visible to the naked eye.
By the time the public started to understand this technology was conceivably the source of these problems it was too late. Full blown sink holes started to occur and it was unlike anything the world ever saw before. Huge pillars of earth just vanished, and it was assumed it fell into the underground. Perfectly round chasms appeared seemingly overnight. UFO’s, strange lights, vanishing people, the disappearance of a person in but a glance away, and a whole host of further phenomena broke out in mass. The last things John remembered were the Tear’s, and the ground wave. The Tear is like a purple and black ripple or bubble in the air. They were usually roundish like a mirror or spherical in shape like an orb. Creatures and people started to appear through these. Creatures like the Orcs who are pig like people with green to gray or brown in skin color. Elves that were like thin humans with pointed ears but always had a youthful appearance showed up, and were often hostile to humans. Other animals and creatures the word monster could be applied to started to appear with arrival of the Tears.
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It was several days after the first Tear occurred when John heard an impossibly loud cracking sound from everywhere, and went outside to investigate. He knew how near his home was to the largest fault line in mid America, but what happened was beyond belief. The new Madrid fault line could have caused great devastation. But after the initial cracking sounds everything grew quiet. So quiet there was no animals making a sound and some neighbors came outside to see what happened like him. Moments later John saw birds in the distance start to fly up and away from the ground. A distant rumble grew louder and louder and everything in the distance was being tossed up in the air roughly 5 or more feet, before falling back to the ground. It was a rolling ground ripple that was beyond all expectation. Like someone rippled the ground the same way you would ripple a blanket. John tried to get back past the door way to shout a warning to his aging dad. However no sooner did he get in the first room to take that breath, he was slammed by debris. With a sudden pain and great pressure from the collapsing house debris, John’s body popped like a broken egg.
Floating up a bit above the house ruins, the color John knew in life faded to a misty gray. It was like each color of the world he knew, now has their own personal veil. Only certain colors could he see at a given moment when he focused on that color or frequency. It was similar to dialing in. It also felt timeless. Like the flow of time had become inconsistent. Like it could take forever to move, or he would move from point to point by simple will or the thought of movement from here to there. Even though he had no love for living each day in pain, what he now felt was a detachment to the world. Hunger didn’t matter for he had no body. His family connections were over because he had few connections remaining after the troubles with his injuries. Now his dad’s spirit or soul was nowhere to be found. It was truly a separation from what he knew, to what the present is or the eternal now. At this moment he could do nothing about it.
What John witnessed over time was sporadic mini black holes that were pulling parts of this world in. The holes would erupt out when the scattered black particulates gravitated together to 3 feet or more in diameter. Some places they grew to over 20 feet in diameter. While John was watching the purple particulates they would gravitate together as well, and then ripple at a certain point similar to a stone dropped in water. The purple phenomena and color must be the Tears he saw on the TV just days before. This must be where the strange things came from.
After a while of trying to control his movement, and trying to see specific colors, a black hole appeared behind him and pulled him in. No matter how John fought the pull it was like being hooked and yanked into it. After he was yanked in it felt like he was getting crushed from all angles and he lost all sense for the passing of time. He could only try and ball up to keep from being dismembered by the pressure. While he was stuck in the darkness, he caught glimpses of places and voices. He wanted to reach out in hopes of escaping. But time and again it was like trying to reach out only to have the pressure attempt to slice off that part of him.
Some places and voices he thought were heavenly and beautiful. Others were the opposite and seemed like a hellish nightmare, but all were unreachable. John desperately wanted out of the darkness and pressure. He kept trying to reach into the nothing, and was hoping to find help. There was something John felt. It is like an inkling or a flicker in his gut, and so he stretched for it. Like a drowning person with nothing to touch but surrounded by nothing to push off of. John reached with his senses and his will trying to grab it or pull himself toward it to make any progress in a direction. John grabbed at it, the flicker and pulled. It felt harsh and painful like ripping and tearing. When he finally emerged from the dark place he felt like he ripped himself out of his own skin. He felt raw and cold, but fresh and alive at the same time.