Lotta spells online. Lotta illegal spells I mean. Been scrolling for days and haven’t once found one that didn’t read like spyware.

One perk to growing up in extreme poverty is having an old Computer from five generations ago that you can use to browse illegal spells.

What’s not so good is when you have a virus addicted step guardian that has an early generation neuralink that’s so bloated with Viruses that he can’t tell up from down, or reality from fiction. 

Most days I’ll spend the last crumbs of my ethereun on a custom tailored augmented experience. Other days I’ll scroll hidden forums in search of a spell that really blows my socks off. 

Til this day it’s never happened. And til this day I have to put up with my Drug Skewed guardian thumping into our homes walls, because he refuses to change the batteries on his electric rollerblades. Which by the way is not some widespread technology peeps actively participate in. In fact to my knowledge he’s the only idiot stupid enough to employ into his nightly routine. 

That’s another thing actually due to all of the radioactive warfare that took place in the later 21st century, we’re all forced to live deep underground. To be suicidal is to be considered blessed. And to be dead is to be considered lucky. Such is life in the 21 Hundreds.

Anyway as I scrolled through yet another net of spells with little to salvage, and just when I was ready to call it quits. I got a personal inbox message from some encrypted user offering me a spell for slightly more than In had in my wallet. 

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I tried haggling down, but they weren’t budging. Which was a shame because this spell seemed particularly impressive, albeit scam enclined.

They claimed It expands the minds comprehension threshold ten fold. And that if I were to download it I would be able to accurately predict future events, read minds, and manipulate people with ease.

I began to realise that this was more than just a simple spell. This was life altering, a pure god compound, God complex inflicter. And I had to have it.

But for the asking prize I was Leaning on the side that this user was merely wanting to infect me with bloatware, or hook me on some hardcore virus.

I knew it probably wasn’t the best idea. But at the same time I was sick of life. If you can even call this life. I yearned for the days of my grandparents, where they had pods that drove, clothing that repelled water, and the pleasure of breathing air without technological assistance.

So with that I threw a last ditch effort into the fire. I offered my collection of 200 artificial experiences. Some of which were unique. I’d be hard pressed if I was gonna carry on living this godforsaken existence another day without something that made me feel alive.

Suprisingly he agreed. I felt my mechanical heart race. I rushed for my life chore, and plugged it into the computers adapter, and sent my experiences over to the unknown user, eagerly awaiting as the spell downloaded into my internal hard drive. 

But as the download climbed past 20% then 25% then 30, I could barely stomach the mental noise and worldly turmoil that came with each percentage. 

I collapsed to the cold concrete floor, unable to move or breathe, the spell climbing and climbing and my heart pounding and pounding.

I began to sweat and gurgle in pain. I glanced at the computer screen and saw that it had reached 55% unable to take anymore I ripped my life chord out of the computer. And my internal file corrupted. 

——-Beep———————-//-

Then nothing. As was before.