Am I dead?
What happened?
I remember sitting on couch playing pokemon platinum on my ds emulator when a sudden flash of light took over my senses.
It's cold
I can't focus... I can't feel anything...
Everything's... Blurred?
Wait..
I felt something
A sudden gust of wind on my back
Again
It's... intensifying?
Wait
Oh
Am falling
HOLY FUCKING HELL AM ACCELERATING DOWNWARDS
Is that a mountain?
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD WHERE THE HELL AM I?
If it's a dream I gotta wake up
WAKE THE FUCK UP
....
...
..
.
Not a dream then?
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?
I can't focus
My sight is blurry
Every ounce of my body is aching in pain
Air pressure is intensifying every second
My head is hurting
My heart is pounding like it's gonna burst any second now
Am barely keeping my consciousness right now
Am losing control
Looks like god pulled a real shitty prank on me
Real shitty
Like if you wanted me dead that much you could've done it in a more... Normal way? Like what the fuck were you thinking dropping someone off sky like that?
It's getting harder to keep my consciousness.
It's fading like sand slipping out of my hands.
Maybe it's for the best because once am down there am gonna pop like a water balloo-
Wait
Something's... approaching?
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I couldn't keep my eyes any longer, air pressure was fucking 'em up. And that was the last thing I remember before losing all the senses of my body.
How much time has passed?
First thing I know is that I am dead for sure.
Like how the fuck am I supposed to survive a free fall of thousands of meter above a freaking mountain.
Maybe I died when I was unconscious.
HOW THE HELL AM I STILL ABLE TO THINK WHEN I KNOW MY BRAIN IS MASHED SOMEWHERE ON A ROCK
Just thinking about that is making me nauseous.
...Can a dead person feel nauseous?
This doesn't make sense.
Nothing makes sense anymore.
I have a strong feeling that someone... (or something?) is watching me.
This whole place is ominously still and dark, I don't know how much time has past since I came here.
I remember hearing some disembodied mechanical voice ringing in my head my head but my consciousness was too blurred to focus on anything. Wait, how the hell am I able to hear? Do I even have ears anymore?
This whole place is giving me creeps. I don't think this is my physical body either. I am just a spark of my remaining consciousness floating around this neverending darkness.
It's like something is pulling me in the depths of this abyss.
Just like a hungry predator, it's waiting.
Waiting for my consciousness to fade away.
I can feel it's cold eyes watching me, enough to send a cold shiver across my non-existent spine.
Am pretty sure am in hell right now.
There's no other explanation.
Fragments of my memories are flowing in my barely kept consciousness.
Memories of my dad, sisters and friends.
How devastated my family is gonna be knowing that I suddenly vanished from their lives.
My father broke when my mother passed away a few years ago, I can't even imagine how he's gonna react to all this. I hope Jean and will Mave help him from breaking apart anymore.
I... just want to see them again. Just once, I want the hug them all tightly. I want to feel that warmth.
Except that cold gaze of the abyss itself, there's nothing here but darkness.
I don't know how many days have past since then, I never gave upon my consciousness, holding on every memory of my life, feelings and emotions kept flooding my non-existent head.
I know it wants me to lose it all, but I ain't giving up that easily.
You hear me you fucking bastard.
Not giving it up to your shadowy ass.
I know it's frustrated.
I can feel the cold gaze is shifting.
It's getting desperate. I can feel it. Desperate and angry, along with something new now.
Bloodlust.
I can feel it's pressure rising.
Something that was just a tingle a while ago is rising rapidly.
Uh-oh, this shadowtard sure is pissed as fuck.
What the fuck is this?
HAGZJSHAVAHZHSJGSJZHS HOLY FUCKING SHIT IT'S LIKE A MADDENING ITCH OF THOUSANDS OF NEEDLES ARE ERUPTING AT ONCE!
Well that came with a unexpected welcome of torn white space in the shape of slash in this dark sphere of my consciousness.
I can see it.
It's there right below me.
I can feel my non-existent hand stretching towards it. Wait, no, it's like a suction pump trying to suck me up. What the fuck is with this unearthly force holy-
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Like a sudden bolt of lightning I opened my eyes. My heart is still pounding rapidly, my throat's sore, I looked at the sweaty mess of my body while still panting my ass up.
Wait
My body?
Am alive?
I LIVED! YOU HEAR ME! NOW TRY CATCHING MY YOU DARK ASS BASTARD.
Wait where am I though?
I looked around, it's a neat, white and blue, aperfectly ordinary and scrupulously spotless room. There's a distinct smell of antiseptic, a metallic tang from stainless steel in the open air.
Am pretty sure it's a hospital room. By the reaction of that dude who just left shouting ''he's awake'', I can tell i've been out for quite a time. Wait! Is dad here?
I would've considered this all was some sort of weird dream if this thing wasn't flashing above my head and a red and white spherical capsule, size of a fist on small side table.
Just then, the door opened, entered a gracefully tall lady, with her blonde hairs covering one of her eyes, dressed in all black followed by a weird blue dog standing on two feet, with a pointy steel cone like thingy on it's chest. The blonde woman scanning me with her grayish eyes and the weird blue dog is following the suit. Then the tall women opened her mouth.
''Oh, you're finally awake.''
Yeah
I know who they are.
How can I forget the nightmare she gave me? And how many time I typed her and her weird dog's name in r34 search bar.
This gotta be some real shitty joke
''Oh, how rude of me, let me introduce myself, My name's Cynthia and here's my partner lucario''
Yeah, am dead for sure and this is god punishing me for reading cursed lucario doujins.