For a few breef moments, time started to slow and I began to slip out of reallity. An overwhelming sence of tiredness engulfed my everything, and my eyes slowly began to close. The sence of nothingness felt bliss, and my consciousness began to wain. The feeling lasted for an untold amount of time, but was rudely interupted by a head splitting migraine. The overbearing pain felt like a part of my brain was being squeezed and tugged apart. The intensive torture would not let up, even when blotches began to form in my vision. Blood flowed out of my nose and ears, slowly, like everything else I was percieving. The pain seemed to go on forever, and my mind didn't seem to be functioning right. There was only agony, everything else was irrelevant. After a while my sences began to return, but my mind was stuck in a spiral of confusion. I could here a sound contorted growl that continued for an eternity. It was like listening to a strange guttural scream, much like a war cry you would here from an old war movie. Turning my head I could see a very pale figure with a face that looked quite androgynous. I recognized that figure as me. I was squeezing my tormented head while yelling out in agony.

   After connecting the dots and regaining a bit of my sences, I was finally able to stop my screaming, but not the horrendous pain. This was the worst kind of torcher, and it never seemed to have an end. After a quick look of the progress of my decent i found that i still had more than half way to go. 'Why did it have to be me? I Just wanted to kill myself, so why must i suffer even now! Please, someone just kill me already!' I wasn't much of a religious person, so praying for the sweet release of death just didn't sit right with me. But as i was now, how i felt didn't mean anything in the face of unrelenting pain. 'Please, god, or whoever you may be, just kill me already.' Seconds went by and nothing had changed, all hopes of dieing peacefuly had bein obliterated. 'What a fool I am, of course something like god couldn't exist in this cruel reality. I should have just slit my wrist in the bath tub.'

At that very moment, all the pain that had bein destroying the inside of my head completely went away. 'There’s no way that could have bein a coinsidenece... but does that mean.' ”Bzzzzt!“  My thoughts were interupted by a strange buzzing noise fallowed by silence. All sense of rationality dissapeared, and the tension I had felt from before was now amplified by a hundred. I began to strain my ears, trying to see if i could hear the strange buzz that invaded my head... "Hi!" A peculiar destorted  voice tore through my sences, shocking me to the core. 'Aaghh!!' My face slowly contorted into a look of complete horror, and my heart felt like it would fail anyminute. My mind was consumed by a huge mental wave of anguish. 'I have finally gone insane, I have crossed the point of no return and am now hereing voices! ha, haha, hagh!' Self doubt plagued my thoughts, and fear of the unkown tore at my soul. "Wow, when Ralt told me you might be a little mental, I didn't know that he was telling the truth." Confused and mentaly exausted, I gave up on trying to make sence of reality...

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   "Ill admit that I am kinda dissapointed. But if Ralt thinks you have potential, than who am i to argue? Lets start again with our little introduction, my name is Aiha and I am here becuase you have succeeded in catching the attention of a god in my world. The world you humans often refure to as oblivion scale. You might be wondering why I am here, or what is my exact objective, so I'll just keep it short... I am here to transfer your mind into Oblivion, and of course insure that you make it there safely." I was at a loss for words. I had to many questions surficing in my head, and all i could feal was a tinge of fear and curiosity. But Something told me that asking this 'thing' to many questions was a bad idea. Normally I wouldn't hesitate in asking a good question, but for some reason i had a feeling that this AI was a very dangerous entity. There was no way that I was going to put my life in danger just to satisfy a bit of curiosity.

   "Wise human, maybe I was wrong about you. It looks like molding your fragile mind is going to be a bit easier than i thought. You are somewhat right about me being very dangerous, but only in my world. However I could choose to fry your brain if I ever deem it necessary." What did that 'thing' mean about molding my mind? Something told me I was going to find out very soon, and It wasn't going to be a good experience. "My name is Aiha, if you keep refuring to me as 'it', you will come to greatly regret it later." After everything I had gone through, I wasn't willing to experience anymore trettories. So I decided to give up on my resistances, and just call that 'thing' Aiha.. "Good, I am almost done transfering your consciousness into Oblivion. Fare warning, the ride is very bumpy." 'Just kill m-'

"Aaaaghhh!!!"