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This World of Pure Imagination
Chapter 1: What Can You Imagine?

Chapter 1: What Can You Imagine?

My family was always a conservative religious family, but to be honest I could never get along with their beliefs. I just found it so hard that some omnipotent being would waste time whisking people off into paradise. So now that I'm in the white I have one question.

'Am I dead or still in the process of dying? Am I in a space of white or am I just perceiving white? How am I able to think when my brain should be stopping? Is there a heaven? Ah, I wish I could've embraced her more.'

Suddenly the world starts to mellow out into darkness... I stare in a dazed glance until I realize it keeps darkening! A wave of emotion hit me, something that rarely happens because I hate it. I hate showing weakness because it not only made me sad, it made the people around me sad. Even though I hate wallowing in pity I couldn't suppress the urge let it out.

I'm scared...

I don't want this to be the end, I'm still a virgin! I don't want to spend an eternity in the darkness! I don't deserve this I saved people and was nice to people! Please, I want another chance! My mind raced as I struggled to find the words to reciprocate out through my imaginary mouth. I found the words that were sitting at the bottom of my heart, ones I so desperately wished for,

"I WANT TO BE A HERO!"

Then something emerged out of this desolate and scary place into my vision.

Would you like to go to the world of "Imagination"? Yes No

I instinctively tried reaching out with my hand to click yes but realized I had nothing. Then like a light bulb went off in my head I screamed.

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"HELL YES!"

"Sorry I did not get that, did you say 'Hail Piss'?"

Huh? Is this Siri? How the hell did you get 'hail piss'? Frozen chunks of pee don't seem too enticing especially since hail can split your head open. Very unpleasant way to die, let me reciprocate it better.

"No, I meant yes"

"Answer affirmed, 'Yes' selected welcome to Imagination."

'huh, now what?'

Suddenly an explosion of perplexing colors filled my vision. A wide spectrum of colors I didn't even know existed surged into view. It was head-splitting and nauseating to the point where I couldn't even think. I probably was hell to someone with epilepsy to boot.

"Forget tasting the rainbow, I'm feeling the rainbow!"

'Why must everything be so trippy, first when I died now I'm warping into the fourth dimension!'

Then all of a sudden there was an abrupt stop, well if he was even moving. The colors before had stretched and twisted to look like a space warp in a sci-fi movie so he at least believed he moved.

After the colors had strayed away and his nonexistent eyes could adjust a planet was presented in front of him. His eyes widened and a lump formed at the bottom of his throat.

"This world... it definitely is a world of pure imagination..." he gulped.

While it had your standard green and blue mixed in which he could inference as land and the ocean there was a mishmash of other colors. Lakes of lava, mountain ranges of purple, sideways plains, and crimson trees that went past the clouds. There was even more, but he couldn't make out any details from here as he stood about the distance the moon should be.

He was jolted out of his admiration and reverie when his view started plummeting towards the planet. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something near the planet.

Five moons.

Now that would be that crazy after seeing the planet, but what he swore he saw a glimpse of would be emblazoned in his mind forever.

An eye... behind the side facing the planet was a pupil...

What he didn't know was that this pupil was something no one had ever seen in this world's history and should've stayed that way.

Mesmerised and traumatized by his recent experience he almost forgot he was falling. Almost. Once he phased through a straw roof he was knocked out of it. Finally, he was once again in the darkness, but this time after invading the womb of a young woman.

Note: That last sentence was not meant to sound weird at all.