A mere 5 hours after Surume Takako choked to death on a takoyaki and began her punishment from Almightly, she had reincarnated into a new takoyaki 58 times. Each time she would awaken in her new takoyaki form having been just freshly cooked and out of the pan, but for the most part her life span was short. Usually she didn’t survive in a new form for more than a few minutes to cool off before someone put her in their mouth and chewed.
It was painful- extremely painful to die by being bitten in half, but it was over quite quickly. Usually she felt sharp intense pain and then it was gone and she was warm and whole all over again.
Now I understand why Almightly said my soul would turn to dust. These lives are so short, and I’m so scared each time. I wonder how many more times I will have to be reincarnated before my soul finally goes poof.
Internally she shuddered, but her takoyaki body remained still.
Finally she managed to stay alive for more than just a few minutes. Like usual, she couldn’t turn to look around. But this time she knew she wasn’t in a house or a kitchen. When she came to, her body was moving on a metal wire conveyor belt and then she and the other takoyaki were rolled onto trays and set in a room to fully cool.
She wasn’t sure how long she had been in the cooling room, but she was grateful for a few moments to actually come to terms with what was happening to her.
She still couldn’t believe it. Isn’t God supposed to love his creations…why the hell did he do this to me? He wont actually leave me here until my soul goes poof will he?
Maybe theres a way I can get out of this… ALMIGHTLY!!! HEAR MY PRAYER, PLEASE LET ME OUT OF HERE!! I’M SORRY FOR WHAT I DID AND SAID PLEASE!!!
She awaited a response, but when none came she couldn’t hold back, FUCK YOU ALMIGHTLY!! THIS IS CRUEL AND REALLY MEAN AND- AND- AND-
She trailed off as her eyes noticed a poster on the wall nearby. She realized she couldn’t read the language, but more than that, she had never seen a language like it before. It reminded her of a language from a sci-fi movie. Weirder still, the image on the poster was of a very thin, very long slimy something, but it was wearing safety goggles and big gloves. Wtf is that thing?
Wait…wasn’t the 17th place I reincarnated to strange as well? It looked like feudal Japan….OH and it was weird how I wasn’t picked up on 28th time..it was like someone made me float? Are there more worlds I am being reincarnated into instead of mine?
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a door opening. The trey she and her takoyaki brethren were on began to roll through the room and down a hallway.
She still couldn’t turn in any way to see, around and her gaze was fixed to the wall of the hallway. As they rolled down, she kept seeing glimpses of that strange language and sometimes she thought she saw a person, but she never caught a good look at them. Is this place like a takoyaki factory?
They were wheeled into a room and she could feel the cold start to really seep into her doughy form. Wait…if this is a factory…then that means I’m not going to be eaten yet! A wave of relief washed over her, but it quickly dissipated as the next dot in the logic train connected, frozen.
Whoever or whatever had brought her here also moved the tray from the rolly rack into a very, very cold box- most likely a tray freezer. HEY! She tried to shout, hey wait!! Don’t leave- HEY!!! DON’T YOU WANT TO EAT ME?! She internally sighed when she heard the door close shut and even the latch closed.
It was already freezing cold. Of course she couldn’t shiver, the takoyaki body technically has no nerve endings and cannot feel cold. But her soul has been trained from the human experience, she knew what being cold felt like and unfortunately that meant that she very much experienced the freezing temperature the same way she had felt being bitten in half.
After what felt like a milenia (but realistically was only a few hours), mercifully the takoyaki were wheeled out of the freezer. Her body was solid and as cold as a rock and she continued to shiver.
The next several minutes she was rolled, jostled, bounced, weighed, spun, packaged, tossed, squished, boxed, moved, and no doubt placed in some kind of moving vehicle. She desperately wished she could have physically vomited- the nausea was truly unbearable. But after her frozen dough ball body remained still long enough, her soul could finally relax.
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The mechanics of being a sentient soul attached to a takoyaki is not something she fully understood yet. So far, each new life had started just after the takoyaki completed pan frying and ended around when 50% of her body was separated. Her soul shivered thinking on the small child a few lives earlier that had picked small bits of dough off her and ended up smushing her to death. This is why you shouldn’t play with your food kids. If she would have had eyes, there would be tears pooling in them.
This is just so…. Were she to have a nose- she would have sniffled. It’s not like I’m the first teenager to have died doing some challenge. Almightly said so himself with the tide pods….I bet he doesn’t have people reincarnating as those being washed over and over again until….
Oh my Go- urg- that motherfucker definitely would do that…
But still- I’M BEING EATEN!! Isn’t that a little much!? Has he even considered what people would do if they found out that GOD is reincarnating to CANNIBALIZE SOULS?!?!? Had she actually been able to shout the words aloud, she would have paused for a moment to catch her breath and await a response she knew wouldn’t come.
Come on Almightly… give me a break please… how long will it take for my soul to rot away huh? 100 lives? 200? … . it’s going to take a lot longer than that isn’t it?
The vehicle she was riding in shook to a stop. She could hear murmurs and sounds as unknown people moved what she assumed were many boxes of frozen takoyaki like herself. She tried to calm her soul as she felt her box move and shift.
The concept of time for the monotonous life of a packed, frozen takoyaki is not yet fully understood. While she never found herself tired or sleepy, she did zone out quite frequently and slip into a dreamlike state she flowed in and out of. She was never sure how much time she spent as a frozen takoyaki sealed in a box. There were many times she broke down in figurative tears at the boredom, but there was something cathartic about being able to sing and scream and shout out your deepest darkest secrets and having nothing but stale silence around you. In fact, her regular conversations with herself were the only source of comfort she had in that frozen, pitch black box.
There was one minor effect that her time in the frozen box had…
The Bloblican working at the local grocery store probably had no idea the significance of the choice to go all the way to the very back of the storage freezer for a restock on the frozen takoyaki. In fact, it was all thanks to this Bloblican being the equivalent of an Earth alcoholic who just so happened to hide his work stash in the back of said freezer that lead to her saving.
Regardless, finally she had seen light again for the first time in Almightly knows how long.
And she let that get to her head.
THAT’S RIGHT YOU GYM BRO MOTHER FUCKER!!! HA-HA!! YOU THOUGHT I’D GO A LITTLE CRAZY BEING FROZEN AND TRAPPED WELL JUST YOU WAIT !
Moments after being placed on the shelf, she was picked up by a Blobican customer.
HAHAHA!! Yes! That’s right! This stupid freezer wont be the end of me! I wont let my soul rot before I teach that asshole of a God a lesson. I don’t care how many times I have to get eaten as a stupid takoyaki!
It wasn’t long before her bag was opened, no doubt about to be prepared to be eaten- and her chance for a new reincarnation, in a new world, hopefully- a world that could be useful to her….somehow…..maybe? A long shot to be sure… but a shot. And her sanity needed a win.
I’ve already decided the first test, my vision. Maybe I can “wake up” without opening my eyes….not sure what that will do for me, but I’ve gotta start somewhere.
First things first, it’s time to end this life as a frozen takoyaki. Not excited about getting eaten again, but after being frozen for so long I’m just ready to be warm-
wait…I’m frozen….
The bag she was in was picked up off the counter.
That means… I’m goin to be…
Some strange appendage grabbed a handful of takoyaki’s along with her own.
waitwaitwatiwatiwatiwatiwwAITWAITWAAAAAAIIIITTTT!!!
Her hard, doughy body sizzled as it hit the pan.
Were she to have had a mouth or vocal chords, nothing would have changed because the Blobicans lack a sense of hearing. But were someone able to hear the screams of the small round ball of takoyaki, it would have no doubt broken those eardrums.
Luckily for her, her soul managed to “pass out” before the Blobican proceeded to eat her. No doubt that would have been a far more horrifying experience.
When she did finally reincarnate into her 59th life, she managed to keep her vision “off”, but she was able to hear the world around her. Fucking hell, Almightly- that really fucking hurt.
Her soul sighed in relief to be pain free and warm.
OK…from the sounds of it I think I am in a stall vendor stall this time. I feel something hard poking through me, no doubt a skewer. OK, the bottom of the takoyaki feels like it is here, so that means if I want to be looking upward it would be…
She opened her “eyes” and was indeed looking upward. She could see hands (human looking hands) cross over her field of vision, trading takoyaki for some sort of currency.
HAHA!!!! I DID IT! TAKE THAT YOU FUCKING BUFF BOY!! NOW THAT I HAVE CONTROL OF WHERE MY VISION IS I- well…I don’t know what the next step is here but, I’M FUCKING COMING FOR YOU YOU HEAR ME??!?!?!?!
From above her, two wide purple eyes were staring straight down at her. The eyes looked wide in fear and concerned. “Don’t be scared seanut. I can hear you.”
Seanut? Wait what?
The purple eyes went somehow even wider and quickly retreated from her field of vision.
HEY! HEY WAIT!!! HEY COME BACK WAIT - WAIT!!!!!