This world is repugnant to me. I see no beauty in it, none. It's all just fake and artificial. From the freedom to the so-called prosperity, it all one big lie that only I can see. HAHAHA …... maybe this is my purgatory for whatever crimes I committed in my last life. If only I could remember those crimes so I can at least have something to simile at or be nostalgic, but God had other plans. A prisoner who has no idea what he is paying for.
Even slaves have some semblance of why they are at the bottom of the food chain. I was handed ''freedom'' in a world that has none and to make sure I go mad, God himself gave me the eyes to see this joke. A million dollars in the dark ages is just fancy toilet paper. I see them smile and live blissfully in this hell hole and no matter how much I have yelled at them to see past the facade I only have strained my vocal cords.
my words muffled by my won bleeding voice
This is why I have turned to another path. I had no other choice; they must be saved. Even if they must squeal and kick while I drag them out of the sink hole. I know that they might never see me as the hero of this story even if I prosper. But I will live with the label of the villain for it does not weigh as hard on my soul as being called and ignoramus
For my old friends I have no plan to face them yet. But when the time comes, I believe there will be a weapon in my hands to face them. I'm prepared to lay my life for this idea of mine. I pray that God gives me the strength to bear the deaths of all my blind followers who believe in me enough to fight.
This hell that I had a hand in making.
A hand that was forcefully ripped of me when I started pointing out the problems of this so called ''utopia''. But even without the power I had I have to make things right. The only reason I still have this chance is because of you old friend. you seem to have known that this situation would arise and I'm sorry that I did not try and see things your way.
That boy of yours. he is stubborn but he can see it too. I pray that he can hold on long enough for us to make things right. As I have not had access to the well like my old associates my body is starting to fall apart but I still have hope. Not that I can be young again but that I will soon find the hero of this story. the one they will see as a saviour after I have turned this place to rubble
COUGH- Ah…... time, I beg of you to give me more days. I know that's ironic for how long I have lived. It's funny how we only need time when we no longer have it. I wish I had a family when I still had the time. Maybe the happiness and warmth of that would outweigh this pain and maybe the love would blind me from what I see. NO! it would have been selfish of me.
As much as I would love to wait and watch as this world falls apart so that they can finally see that I was right. I do not have the time anymore and I would not be so different from them in the eyes of the common person. The few steps I have left must be used to push this world away from its impending oblivion.
Looks like it's time to take my medication again.
The only thing I will keep from this forsaken era is the healthcare; it's the closest thing to immortality humanity has. How long ago would I have died if it was not for these machines and pills. Huh... I guess I'm kind of a hypocrite for wanting to end a world that is keeping me alive. Even in hell the devil still cracks a few funny jokes.
''knock''
''knock'
You may enter. '' sir one of our operatives has been caught a man says as he stands at the doorway.'' Mara ... I knew she would be caught eventually. she is too cocky for her own good, but I guess it's my fault for sending someone like that out there. Go and tell the Ten commandments that it is time to breach the citadel. The man quickly walks out of the room '' I will inform them immediately''
Every life under my care is precious even the most expendable. In my long life I have learnt that there are no expendable resources. Anything thrown away by one man is picked up by another. Empires fall not because of war but because of neglect for the lowliest of peasants.
''knock''
''knock''
Seems that today is a very busy day in my camp. You may enter. A woman in large round glasses and a lab coat enters the room. Well, dr what brings you up here today. She walks into the room.'' Our spies have finally finished sending us all the information and files on all the current boost users.''
Good …. Good, could you please stop calling them spies dr. such a demeaning word, those people are our messengers. '' as you wish sir. ''
'' but I did not come here just for that. After we went through all the data we found something interesting '' she hands over her tablet. Interesting indeed. ''from the report that came with it its says that an error might have occurred with this individual and from the resent files they seem to have no boost.''
Those machines never make mistakes. I of all people know that.
Dr I think we might have found our sword for the upcoming war. Get some of the cloak division to keep an eye on our friend here. Things are about to get interesting.