Most People would be quite put off by the removal of all five senses and the realization that they were no longer in the realm of the living.They would probably have a little breakdown before asking why they were chosen to come here as if they were special.As if they were unique little snowflakes that the universe just happened to pick as its new plaything.Of course, there is the fact that I don't know how most people would react in this situation since no one has been in this situation or if they have they haven't told anyone, but it should go somewhere along those lines.I think.Though I advise you take this with a grain of salt.

Of course, I being myself am not most people…well, at least I try not to be like most people.They were either overconfident annoyances acting as if the world owed them something or they were overly shy annoyances who let themselves be stepped on by others.

Annoyances either way.As it can be seen my thoughts of humans are not the most complimentary quite similar to my actions towards them.

Though I do believe they think the same of me, not that I necessarily care but I seemed to have gotten off topic.Like I was saying before I went on my short tangent most people would definitely be put off by the fact that they were dead, even those who do not fear death.

As you can probably guess by now and if you can't then I feel bad for your parents, all the effort they put in for nothing.I am currently dead and no longer have access to my senses.

How do I know that I'm dead you ask, as you silently pray that I'm actually dead.How do I know that I'm not in some kind of kind of weird coma or some kind of dream? Well, that’s cause I remember how I died, duh. Not the most pleasant of activities, trust me on that.I still remember the the feeling of my life slowly flowing out of my body.The feeling of waiting for the inevitable and having no power to affect your fate.You should definitely trust me on this dying sucks even if you've lived a good life.

As for people like me who haven't lived a good life and still died, dying sucks ass.Please do excuse my foul language I could think of no better way to describe dying.However unlike most mundane people I came to this realm, this abyss in all its gloom and glory.How I came there, I have no idea don't ask.Currently, I have no idea where I am nor how long I have been here, though if you ask my opinion I've probably been here for a couple thousand years.Though I'm not sure it might have been longer or shorter it hard to tell time here.

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Where is here?I hear you ask curiously.

Good question, it’s the void an abyss a place in between realities a dimension beyond the understanding of regular mortals.Not tangible, conceptual in its existence something that even I can not understand despite being here for a couple thousand years.So don’t hurt your brain over it you won't understand this place if I can't.

Oh god I've gotten so bored here I'm acting as if there's an audience, and as my audience can clearly see I'm not quite all there.Living in the void for a couple millennia without anybody to speak to tends to do that to you, antisocial asshole or not.Though it did take longer for me than it normally would, probably because I was sort of used to isolation.Apart from what I imposed on my self, the guards made sure I was used to it, especially Rauso, the fucking asshole one of the reasons why I stuck a drill through his ears.You should have seen that shit it was glorious man, brain matter, and blood flying all over the place.His screams for mercy and help with the shock in the eyes of the other guards, glorious indeed.I won't be forgetting that shit anytime soon.

Though that is a beautiful memory it is still but a memory and I am still trapped here....forever.

As I was about to fall into another decade long depression I felt something...an odd feeling.As if someone was watching me analyzing, me looking at my soul my very being.It felt weird, unusual, unnatural something not possible within the laws of reality.Though I must tell you after millenniums of not feeling anything not being able to even be vaguely aware of my surroundings, this felt like some higher being had finally felt sorry my old ass.I was so shocked by being able to feel something for so long that I didn't care that it felt unnatural, which led to me almost not noticing the blue box that appeared silently before me.The only indication of its arrival being the warm blue light now filled my vision

Host is being devoured

"What?"

The content within the box caught me off guard.Confusion was what I felt first before fear arrived along side the pulling sensation.

"The fuck is this shit!"

I panicked trying to lash out struggling to escape the pull that I felt.All my actions were, of course, useless no amount of struggling was helping whatsoever.In fact, it seemed to speed up the process, something that I wasn't very found off.

After a while of continuously struggling and trying to escape, I finally reached the source of the pull.I was dragged into it squeezed beyond what should normally be possible.I was going to die, the sudden realization caused me to renew my struggle.

"Ain't nobody tryna die again"

My efforts seemed to be in vain I was slowly fading, weakening.It was harder to think harder to understand.I wanted to cry but I didn't have enough energy.I was fading away out of existence.

Fading..

Fadin...

Fade...

*Ding