Now, then, where am I?
I know that I got sent here by Bre and all that. And that I was asking for something cool and all that. But this isn't what I expected. It seems that my body is now this empty thing. Ok, so I guess this is a cell. I see what I guess is a cell membrane and some ribosomes. But why is my cell core empty? Isn't all life filled with chromosomes and DNA? Or are they so small that I can't see them? Talking about seeing stuff, where am I again? I can't see anything outside the membrane, and I can't feel anything either. Am I even on a surface? Quite the tough pickle…
Alright, let's just try to move around somehow. I know bacteria move with some weird hair looking limbs through liquids or on surfaces. Or tentacles. And some just kinda float around. Let's go with the hair thingy. Pushing the membrane, trying to shape it from the inside. The thing is shaping out to be a nice spike. It feels odd, and it is rough to move around. But I can bend it! Now I can, sorta, move around! With all of my might, I shake my newly grown limb side to side. Yes! I can feel it! I'm… I'm!… Am I even moving? Well, I think from the outside it looks like I'm having a seizure, if something could see me. This is weirdly depressing. I don't know if I'm doing any forward movement, but I must be going somewhere. Or at least moving in a circle.
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Could I use something inside me to see with? An empty nucleus, no.
Cytoplasm. No.
Cytoskeleton. I dunno, maybe?
Mitochondria. Can't use what I don't have?
Where is even the rest of my stuff! How am I even alive if I'm missing everything to keep me alive! Am I a zombie or an undead!? But zombies are usually just a virus or some mushroom messing with the brain, or nerves, right? This is supposed to be a magical world, right, so am I a magical zombie!? Am I a magical zombie girl disease sent to this world to introduce horrible music?! I will sue whatever fucking dumbass of a god designed this mess! Bre, if you have anyone working with you, kick them out of the company! You hear me, Bre! Kick them out! And if you are the one designed this, kick yourself in the ass!
While our friend Vita is silently screaming something out to the void, a microscopic, tiny, itty bitty cell with a skinny cone-shaped tentacle is slowly but surely floating down to a magnificent and massive forest. Far to the north of this forest, a snowy mountain range is located. Looking like teeth swallowing the world, this mountain range is un-originally called The World's Jaw. And soon, after Vita calms down, we will finally see what happens to our little friend.