"What do we have here?" The being asks.
Startled by the deep and imposing voice I try to yell for help or rescue, but obviously, no-one comes to save me and I resign myself to the fate of being toyed by this 'thing'.
Seeing me struggle very much amused the being, so with a hint of mockery 'he' said. "Do not worry child, I am yet to eat the souls that are unripe and have a lingering taste of desperation." Once again his thunderous voice echoed in my very core.
I shuddered while thinking what kind of entity had the power to communicate over this endless void.
As I am fearfully thinking, the entity interrupts my musings. "I can smell the emotions of almost every being in the void and your’s are interesting, to say the least. I caught whiffs of resignation with a mixture of fear and relief, and as such, filled with curiosity I transversed the void for a little bit until I found you."
Suddenly and with no warning, I am assaulted by physical feelings after what I assume to be a very long time in this place.
Something slowly touches me, grabbing onto myself and making me very wary of its intention.
"Truly interesting, you have potential to become something more than a powerless little soul, you have within the power to transcend yourself and not a lot of souls on the void do. This is a place for those who gave up on everything, for those who lament the past." He laughs menacingly as he say's. "I am a being that likes to nurture future troublemakers and I can tell you that if you stay here, you will not advance any further than this, and eventually be overrun by madness losing any sense of self..."
As he speaks I can only think of one word, Fear.
I shudder, not wanting to become a monster that has lost its rationality in this emptiness and darkness. I want to live in peace and quiet, but it seems that staying here will lead me down towards the worst possible ending.
"You have doubts about what I just said, but I understand. A figureless form suddenly tells you the true nature of the void is that of destruction and not self-reflection and peace. But you must have started to feel it too, am I right?"
With dread, I realize he is right about this place. Not knowing the time, coupled with the loneliness, even the most lone of wolves would become insane.
"But don't fret nor despair child I have a solution for you, become my vessel in the mortal world and reach your true potential." he proclaims while chuckling. "In the mortal world, to become powerful with a physical body for you would be easy, even more so with my backing, it would truly be a waste to let you fade into madness."
Pondering the offer I concur with the 'thing', but I am still not naive enough to believe he is doing this for free and out of the kindness of his heart, but unable to speak I can neither accept nor refuse.
"What you're thinking is right, this is not for free. I expect you to do some things for me in the future but I will give you some of my powers so that you're neither weak nor frail. Albeit an insignificant part of my powers, but it will help you grow faster than normal and become a pillar of strength."
His presence is truly that of a God in every sense of the word. But I do not feel reassurance in his request for favors as that is one of the things I hate the most.
Hearing his monologue I try very hard to liberate myself from its grasp, imagining myself trashing all over the emptiness.
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Only then, making a fool of myself in front of this powerful being do I realize how truly hopeless and impotent to change myself I had been.
For my whole life, I’ve felt pained and hopeless, even after trying countless times to take a different path than the ones already established for me andI have always felt alienated from everyone. From my family, my friends and even my surroundings.
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Living day by day in a gray specter of mediocrity and boredom, helpless to change the outcome, realizing that I had grown in the wrong environment, but most of all, with the wrong father.
I start to sob inwardly as I recall my life and the harsh surroundings were I grew up. The almost daily beating’s by my father flash through my soul as well as the images of my desperate mother, crying for help.
The cold mornings where I could only hide the bruises by wearing layers upon layers of clothes and the summers where I couldn’t go swimming due to the anxiety of showing my naked body covered in markings.
The gap that was created between me and my friends, as they lived happy and fulfilling lives while I could only envy them for their normal lifestyles.
So I began distancing myself more and more from society, resentment piling up until reaching a boiling point where my father took the first prize in the lottery. Then, after having a meltdown what followed was apathy and more apathy, until I was nothing but a stuffed doll living for the sake of living.
Now that I reminisce and acknowledge my once violent household, I can recall every attempt for help that never came.
The clearest of those that I remember, was when I ran towards my neighbor's house and knocked on his door, he opened the door with his indifferent eyes and looking down on me, a little boy filled with bruises and crying for help. But to him, I was only a nuisance so he furiously closed the door and left me to be handled by my emotional molester and physical abuser.
My own father who was supposed to protect me, a meager child, from the cruelty driven real world was the first to harm me.
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Recalling all the pain I no longer feel apathy, but a burning rage swelling inside me as if a volcano was about to erupt. Facing the void I make a vow to never again feel hopeless facing others. 'I will fight, struggle and conquer so my destiny will be made by me and me alone'. I proclaim with a booming voice inside my head.
I focus on the deal offered to me, boiling with anger and not minding if I am actually selling my soul to the devil by becoming 'his' vessel, I make the most dangerous and rash decision ever since I was a little kid.
‘I agree!’ I shout inside my 'head' trying to convey the message through feelings and thoughts hoping they reach the being.
The specter laughs loudly into the void as he somehow know’s my state of mind.
"Ha-ha. I am glad you accept my offer." He then coughs, in an exaggerated manner while he says. "kid I want to tell you a secret, you were merely one of the many victims of fate, most of the time she is impartial to everyone, but to some, she is cruel and resentful.
Your soul type to her is the most dangerous, so she tries to kill anyone who has such strong souls as fast as possible, and when they die, they go to what you humans call 'hell'.
But you're different, you came to me, you came to the void. Changing your fate forever.
Trust me you’re not the first one to feel wronged by that cunning bastard." His voice filled with spite as he rambled on.
"If you are to become my vessel I cannot let you go in such a pitiful state to your new world." He says while referring to my uncontrolled rage and anger.
Saying this I feel myself grow and expand in unison with a small part of ‘Him’.
Tranquility and knowledge assaulting my very core against my will, but in turn, I now know some bits and pieces of his intentions by reviving me, as well as feeling every part of my soul being engraved with some sort of ancient writing.
While the process takes place I realize the amount of power the being truly possesses and for what seems to be an eternity my small soul grows to a quarter of the size of 'His' soul.
"Now without further ado, it is time for you to join the living," he say’s after my mind is clearer and calmer. "I know what regrets you have and I know of your desires. My power, for now, is beyond your comprehension and so you wouldn’t understand to what extents I am willing to go in order to send you to your new world. But I can assure you, you will leave this Limbo to never return."
Hearing him say all of this I understand now that there are powers beyond my comprehension not only here, but elsewhere, where the 'divine' and powerful cohabitate. For example, heaven and hell.
"I will now open a path, or as you humans call it, a 'worm-hole', all the while infusing you into an unborn child from that world before the body is taken by a brand new soul." unexpectedly I start being sucked by true power, a power I couldn't even begin to fathom, much less understand. "Remember, to transcend yourself will be a grueling path filled with pain and unforgiving trials but in the midsts of it, do appreciate good moments and the little joys too.
Now go, fulfill your desires of becoming truly free, become the true master of your own fate. BE GONE NOW!"
As I barely hear his last 'words', I look forward to what kind of life is waiting for me in this new world.
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Passing through the worm-hole I feel my soul bend and twist, impossible vertigo is followed by mild fear and then to finish, unbelievable speeds, I am thrown around in such manner that my own consciousness cannot help itself but to blackout.
And that was how I was reborn in this new world of magic, fantastic beats, and multiple races waiting to be discovered.