~Amber~
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A spray of red blood and the world turns black, but nothing is ever quite that simple I find myself thinking as the minute's pass after plunging out of the light of the world. Continuing to sink in this now astral sea of black though without the pain or sense of body I had before my fall I wonder what exactly is going on. Have I died and is this how you experience death? Or is something more sinister happening? Never having much stock in the religions of old I find myself thinking that this could even be a dream but as that thought flickers into existence. So does a light in the distance. Seeing this light a surge of hope wells forth that this may not be the end Yuki demanded of me. I begin to will myself towards the light moving in a manner quite strange of feeling. Like being squeezed through a thick gelatinous liquid I approach what turns out to be a simple book on a pedestal made of marble shot through with veins of lustrous gold.
Examining the book in question I notice it is bound in not leather but in power itself. The book being immaterial and ethereal but still existing in a physical sense despite that very impossibility defies any sort of logic sense of thought that I have. All that comes to mind is the teachings of the one true church,
“In the beginning, there was the Word, and the Word was God.” I whisper softly.
With those words, the darkness evaporates in an instant and I'm left standing in a plane of white with the book itself floating above its pedestal. Power hums through the air and I flinch in my astral form as it reverberates through me. Something indescribable and utterly powerful touches my mind gently speaking.
“Yes little one, you speak my words rightly for I am your God. The Word that has always been and shall forever be. I noticed your wish when you spoke aloud asking for another chance and have decided to bring you into this fold of time and space to speak to you,”
stunned beyond belief and full of fear now that I know I am facing a being of unimaginable power I ask
“You wish to talk to me?”
I meekly quiver as the heavens shake in humorous mirth and the book seems to chuckle slightly.
“Yes yes, i do” book replies.
“You see the words you spoke as you fell were not simple words but the Word itself and thus I have decided to grant you a boon and let you do as you asked.”
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Pondering this I strive to recall what it was exactly that I said an instant before smashing into the ground. Chuckling and causing the world once more to shake I sense the book focusing on me as it opens to a page that is both blank and full of all of the knowledge of being.
"Yes little one I will let you play life as you have asked it. By your own words ‘i wish life was like a game’ i grant your wish and so like a game you will one again return to life with another chance to do what you wished, and ‘play’ again,”
with that and a surge of power a page tears itself from the book hovering for a moment before shooting like a laser into my very being. My ethereal form explodes into a trillion shards that dissolve into vast space of nothing that book presides over as my mind reels and I know for a single moment everything possible for a mortal to comprehend. And like that, i am returned once more to darkness before the very world around me cracks open like an egg leaving me back inside my body standing before the Altar of the Word in the One True Church cathedral during the middle of a high mass. Standing still in total silence time seemingly frozen I hold my breath unsure of what is happening and what to expect. A small gust of wind blows by my ear lifting my hair and whispering in my ear.
“I have brought you back to the world little one. This time you will control how you play life’s game. I have bestowed on you a touch of my power and it will let you grow to be much more than you are now. When you are ready look inside yourself for the page of the Word that I have given you. It will guide you on your path and allow you to pick the route that you will walk in the future. Know that though this world is now yours to play as you see fit I will be watching with excitement and much expectation. Exit the cathedral while I hold time still if you wish to avoid attention and a rather complicated discussion with those that are here. I can tell that the life of a living prophet is not one you wish to live”
and with that, the world is once more silent. I quickly hurry down the aisle and out the grand doors into the common square. Reaching the bottom of the stairs the sounds of a busy city come crashing back as the world snaps once more into motion.
Sedately walking home almost in a trance after a brief ride on the evening train I stop by the local 7-11 ducking inside to pick up a dinner of instant chicken curry. Afterall dying, meeting God and being resurrected would leave anyone hungry stressed and unwilling to take the time to cook for his or herself.
Rounding the corner with my packages in hand I finally reach my apartment complex and tackle the stairs with gumption ready to finally crash into my bed and try to come to terms with this crazy turn of events. Opening the door I walk in just to slip and fall busting my butt on what seems to be a mountain of letters. Cursing to myself I pick myself back up and swipe a few off the top of the stack to see what strange turn of events has left the mail like this.
Sitting at the desk next to my bed eating I finally pull out the first letter to see what it is. Glancing at the date I have to take a double take to clear my vision.
“WTF! Four months!”
I shout shocked to the core I've somehow lost 4 months of time in the 4 hours it seemed like since my fall from the school window. How can this been, a boon and a chance at a new life I may have been granted but with this, I have surely failed school and my dreams of a full ride to the Academy have been crushed.