I shot up. My nerves flared like ambulances carrying near-dead patients. The pain in my muscles was still lingering, and it felt like I had no arms or legs, I only had limbs, while laying on the ground?!
The fuck?
Let me recall what had happened..
I blinked twice, the first being unnecessarily long. I elongated my arms, in an effort to stretch. Ah, the soreness. Crushes every morning. Maybe life isn't worth living after all.
My brain started to function, like rusty cogs starting up in a while. Took it a while, but it did.
The light rays shone onto the pristine yet old desk, 3 o'clock to the bed. It held a computer, alongside a keyboard and a mouse, beside it being some books.
The door was right beside it. My home wasn't a house, it was a dormitory.
Looking around, the rock-hard pain of realization hit me. Yesterday, my entire family had gone on to a vacation. Without me. Boohoo, right? Well, I don't care.
I was never really the social kind. Always 4th in class, just a pinch away from being in the spotlight. One or two teachers favoured me, I was the logical type of smart. The kind of smart that landed me as the most intelligent in class, yet ordinary when in scoring marks.
Never really understood how that worked, really. I was the type of student who would work as a famed surgeon once, and then others would never hear news about me because I'd never do something better than that anyway.
Putting on my clothes, a white T-shirt, baggy jeans, and a jacket, sorta complex, but to say the least, it was black with many pockets and carried a 'don't talk to me' vibe.
Well, I walked out of my dorms. Took the elevator three floors down, because that's where the ground floor was. Walking to the cafeteria, I heard a loud bang.
The screams of my classmates, my peers, my crush, all filled the room. I was horrified at the sight. Guttural screams echoed throughout the ground floor, screams that fit in the Jurassic movie as roars of the 'saurs.
Before I even knew it, I felt lightweight. Even though a large, metal chain was attached to my literal skin, I did feel so.
Wait. Skin? I'm literally transparent. Wait. What?
WHAT?
And the fact it was attached to my SKIN. Makes my skin crawl. Wai-
Okay. I'm not doing this anymore. Get this fucking thing off me!
I pulled at the chains, tearing it off with all my might. "Agh!" I let out a moan. Don't sexualize me. I was just trying really hard. Okay?
Finally, the chain ripped apart. A white light enveloped me. Before being completely covered, a small gap in the light allowed me to see a man in black robes, an usual dressing style. His mouth was open, don't know why?
Maybe because he was seeing a ghost with a tore-apart chain clinging to his neck being enveloped in this strange, magical, divine light?
"..." My silence spoke volumes. "Who the fuck are you?" I continued, "Thought being a ghost in heaven would fulfill my wishes. Well, one of my wishes is to be alone. Please, God."
There is no heaven. No god. Not that I or anybody knows of. You aren't in heaven, this is Hueco Mundo.
"Hyugo what? Wait, HUECO MUNDO? AHAHAH! One of my dreams WAS to be a really cool soul reaper slaying hollows in Hueco Mundo. Thank you, god. Wait, what do you mean there's no heaven or god?"
I said that before the Hueco Mundo part. Are you dense?
"No, I'm not Dense. I'm Alex."