Hey there. You maybe thinking why a person like me is talking or thinking to a person like you. The answer is because I'M CRAZY. (He is) DON'T MAKE ME COME IN THERE!
As I was GOING to say I've been hearing things ever since I started to float around in a dark, empty space. I might have gained this ability out of boredom. (Can talk to people outside the Fourth Dimension. Kinda like a certain Mercenary with a mouth A.k.a Deadpool)
Since I have some time, I might as well tell you MY story.
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I'm Julius Reyes. An extremely handsome and smart Filipino man (HE IS A LIAR). However the most exceptional part of me is my adventurous spirit. From the bright bold age of 5, I have climbed my first tree which was a huge 50 meter tree (Was actually 10 meters high). I may have have fallen, landed on my head, been taken to the hospital and was in bed for a month, but I immediately got back on my feet. I have never lost my adventurous spirit since then and ever since the neighbors and their children have never gotten close to me.
I have always wanted to try something new and become the best I could be. I tried my hand in martial arts, soccer, boxing, basketball and other sports and I've found out I quite enjoy beating people up and getting people up (Great a sadist and a masochist). So for the rest of my years I traveled the world learning martial arts and joining tournaments (Just to get better at beating people up...).
Some of you may be wondering, What about Highschool? The answer is SCREW EDUCATION, EDUCATION AIN'T GOT NO ONE NOTHING! Do you want to know how I became successful? I BEAT PEOPLE UP! All the tournaments I entered, I've won. I've got hundreds, thousands, MILLIONS of cash as a prize for winning. I've also become world known in the Martial arts world for my fighting style and winning streak.
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At the age of 45, I've been retired in a normal house, in a normal suburb living a normal life. As the years go by, life for me is kind of boring. I've tried to do the most extreme things, while trying to live, people do such as skydiving, bungee jumping, deep sea scuba diving, and so on. As I driving home in MY TANK! That's right I DON'T have one. Anyway, crossing a street to get to my house, I notice a truck which spells the words CLICHE. Within a second, I knew where this was going. Then I died. Actually I didn't. I was left paralyzed and could no longer walk. Now I was too old and now I can no longer walk. Then suddenly i died. Just like that. I legitimately died of boredom.
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(You didn't! You died of brain damage after getting hit by the truck!)
Details, Details. The point is that I died and now I float around in a void doing nothing waiting for boredom to kill me. All this, while a voice who calls himself the 'Author' talks in my head.
(Now hold on. I can't have the main character float around doing nothing. Something should happen just about...)
Just as 'he' was saying this, a blinding light flashed, and a pulling force sucked me in.
(now. Have fun!)