Nostalgia is a drug
Scene: [REDACTED INFORMATION] right after Liam's death.
'I never felt... so liberated?'
'It feels so strange but it feels as if nothing matters anymore...'
'But then again... I feel somehow heavy as if all my past statements and feelings are wrong '
'It feels as if all I did in my life was nothing but mistakes and regrets. The young man pondered this question repeatedly until he was sent
to a room specifically made just for him from [#*** #]. '
"We meet again, Liam."
In front of Liam is someone so powerful, that just uttering the name alone will bring disasters upon all over Humanity, He is one of the Kings of [YOU
DON'T DESERVE THIS INFORMATION-]
"Again?"
The young man pondered very deeply but couldn't think of a single memory of him, not even those artificial memories that his brain feeds him from time to time. If he closes his eyes, it's as if the person sitting in front of him doesn't exist at all.
"Indeed, this is the 2nd time we meet, as someone who is not a human, you are blessed very deeply"
The words he said were so shocking to Liam that he chose to ignore most of them since trying to understand just made his consciousness slip away even more.
"...Do I have some type of contract with you?"
The being just smiled evading the question.
"Aren't I dead?"
Seeing as he got no answers to his previous question, he tried asking the question he thought was sensible.
"Indeed, this is apparently the end of the road for people like you."
"Apparently?"
"Indeed, for your kind at least, tell me, do you wish to go outside?"
"Outside...?"
"Yes, you are a peculiar subject see, I am the [REDACTED INFORMATION], so I
know the future, well kind of, just pattern recognition if you will."
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"I didn't hear correctly what you said, did you just... censor yourself?"
"... Hahahahahahshheh"
That prideful and powerful being smiled so deviously as if it was the funniest joke he could ever heard while also being something he had a peculiar nostalgia over.
"No, I didn't censor myself, although you will come to know soon, so rest assured Traveler, you will have a fantastic adventure the outside, do you wish to go?"
"You... are surely trying your hardest to get me off here and go to that "outside" for whatever reason but it's fine. Just answer me this, why do I feel so... empty? What is this emotion I'm feeling? Am I allowed to feel like this?"
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"Mm, well as a higher being, I wouldn't know keke but you can ask the humans there"
"Do I sign a contract then? Or are you just telling me my destination which I just have to go regardless of what my decision Is?"
"Well not really, it's your choice, what's the fun otherwise right?"
The being looked to be feeling really happy with the turn of events but it is still very hard to get a real grasp over his physique.
Suddenly Lion's dead eyes seemed to burn again, seeing this for the first time, the uneven physique showed a sign of surprise which slowly faded to nothingness of emotion.
"Y'know what? Fuck you. I lived my entire life with my own principles and I won't live my life as a fricking slave with this freebie nonsense you're toying with me, you stupid bastard"
"Hehe look at what we have here, well you are right, guess you will be going for the 3rd time then, next time, I hope you will be given "the access", in that way, We will have a pleasant conversation, Unique [REDACTED], We will meet again..."
"But before that, let me impart a little memory to you, remember this: Nothing's Real inside the box."
"Wait- I want to die- wai-"
As such, Liam's consciousness finally faded away and we lost control of the live feed, we hope you will watch us again at 5 PM every weekend!!! Now the ad segment will beg---
Ahem. Oh right forget that, it's me, the Narrator's fault, let's continue!
----suspicion starts over----
Scene: The time a lover's drama happened.
"It could have been soo easy! Yet, all you did was mope around and act all narcissistic as if all that matters in this world is your own problems, you
don't think we ever had problems, Liam?"
The young lady appears to be of American descent with slight brunette hair and an aesthetic choice of dress that screams fashion as if it's still 1800 with a tight bodice, full skirt of intricate lace patterns, high neckline, and long sleeves.
Ehh wai-
"Tch, so What? At least I talked it out, while what did you guys do? You kept it to yourself damn it, how the hell would I know then?"
Ahh wrong cassette! Damn the government.
The man who replied also seems to be in his 20s, although he doesn't appear American eno-----
'Wait... Why do I feel so nostalgic about this?'
To Liam, it all crashing down. Unless one experienced depersonalization, this type of experience could never be put into words.
"Hey, you guys.. "
"Don't butt in he-"
"Don't butt in he-"
"What the- Well at least we are in sync on outsiders like him."
"...wait No, this isn't? What is happening"
Liam just holds onto one sentence this time: "ThIs IS NoT rEaL."
"Not when you guys start involvi---"
"SHUT UP."
"Wha-"
"Just shut up you piece of shit who did nothing but watch and now that we
have broken up, you're trying to fan the flames huh? Guess you slept with her
too?"
"What's with you...? Liam you know we would nev-"
"Ah! Eric, why are you being defensive over it? When were you a guy like that? Ahh, I really wanted this to be real... You, Olivia, and all these people seeing us..."
Feeling like this is never going anywhere, Liam starts to distance himself to deliver a final blow and head to God knows where.
but he couldn't take it anymore.
"Hahaa yeah Olivia, is it fun bitch? Was it fun seeing me fall madly in love with you and to do anything for you while you went around whoring yourself out? Damn it, I knew it! Okay? (Sobs) I knew it... I knew you were not laughing with me, I know you don't like me and yet... I hoped what I thought was real, I hoped I would ignore all those small stuff and that then, I would be all fine!!"
"But...This is all just an illusion, an illusion made to protect myself, protect my younger self by daydreaming and ignoring reality... In that process I lost myself, I finally understood the emptiness in my heart"
' This isn't real... no one here is real... I'm not real, at least they were just figments of my memories, or perhaps the computer-generated NPC's but what about me? Even though I'm physically real, mentally it's all over, I don't feel anything now, nothing's real anymore. '
"I know that you are a good person but I sincerely hope this will be our lost contact"
"Yeah be all sentimental until the end, I'm sure it makes you feel better you bastard"
And so, having said what he wanted to, he finally understood what his past self meant. He wants to leave it all behind and kill himself by any means even if he isn't conscious of it, so he left the scene of the drama and returned to his normal clerk job at the not-so-famous midnight bar.
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