I don’t know what to do at this point because the immense tablet actually gives very little information ! In my village there is a clear water Koi pond and my mother brings me there every now and then when she is upset about something. To think about this is very conflictual with the surrounding sands and I swear that the tablet looks smaller now. Back to the pond, there are various species of fish in there and my mother would kowtow to this yellow one of that red one depending on what she needs at the time. The yellow fish apparently provides luck, the red fish soothes your mind of worries and the black ones are for when you require retribution for something. All that is required to obtain their help, is to be honest and thankful to the seemingly unaffected fish. My mother believes it all and to this day it appeared much too occult to me, yet everything around me is currently unexplained.
Emerging alone from those memories, I decide to take my chance at trying to understand what is written on the tablet. However, the tablet has nothing written on it. When I think about it, perhaps there never was anything written on it. The information about sacrifices simply appeared like a pop up in one of those video games.
*Settings updated. Emergency council here, there are 3 billions of you that reached your desert. Terra is now under emergency sleep. Our World is bankrupt and your souls will be auctioned individually to richer universes. We’ll update you in 2 weeks.*
The human body is 65 percent water. We need liquid water to survive past a few days and nutriments to live through more than 3 weeks. That’s what I learnt last month at school. You can survive about 3 minutes without air, good, that’s available to me right now in this desert. As for water, I’ll deal with it later. This desert feels like the black fish in the pond. Perhaps we have endangered this Terra, our universe and the fault is being punished. No, there are clues around and I must consider them. I sit on the ground and use my fingers to draw lines around me and then I fill them with what I know.
1) The World I know has decayed.
2) I can live, if I sacrifice. The tablet mentions being reborn
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3) 3 billions of us reached *their?* desert, the others could be dead
4) I must survive 2 weeks.
Obviously, memories of my parents pop non stop in my head, this is the farthest I have ever been from them. As tears follow my cheeks, I quickly pull myself together. My right hand becomes a fist and it strikes the ground around points 1, 2 and 3 and only “I must survive 2 weeks* is readable. I can’t waste more water. The desert is everywhere and the sands stretch too far away. If this barrenness leads to anything, well I can’t hope to walk that far. This means that I’ll not find water, I’ll not find help, I’ll not waste anything! Damn Terra knows nothing. I’ll lay low on the ground and attempt the 2 weeks solitude forced upon me by that emergency council. May it too be punished someday.
Easier said than done, two weeks go by and my mind is at it’s limit. I’ve laid my wastes around the tablet. Other than doing that deed, I’ve not moved my body much. However, my mind screams in anger every other minute. I would be dead already, if there was a Sun. The ambient temperature is constant. I do not sweat when I calm down the anger. I’ve only managed to do so when I think about the pond and the fish in it. In a way, this pond helped me more in the past 2 weeks than it ever helped my mother. It became a part of me at this point, it feels like a part of my soul. The pond and the fish are an island surrounded by my anger and the only anchor that my sanity has in this desert.
*Settings updated, emergency protocole 1.0 enabled. Auction can begin. Well done good souls! 300 millions of you survived. As the Emergency Council, we expected fewer than you to meet this day. As such, you’ll be given an extra dice when you’ll sacrifice yourselves for us.*