As I clock out of my average office job, and walk to the station to catch a train in my average, bland grey suit, that barely fits me correctly, and look around at everyone bustling by me, getting on with their 'busy' lives, I could not help but sneer to myself.
This world earth, I have always thought of it as a boring and monotonous place, where people busy themselves as ants, rushing through their short lives, wasting their precious time on nonsensical ideals such as relationships, for instance, as I walk past a couple of guys laughing to each other while waiting for their order at a café I just passed, or that couple over there, kissing in public showing their affection.
It was enough to make me want to puke.
I always look around on my way back to my apartment, people watching, and I always come to the same conclusion.
I am broken.
I have to be, I do not fit in here, with these 'humans.' Even though I am one, have always been. However, since some events of my childhood, my mind broke, I could not get close or allow anyone to be close to me, I will speak when needed at work or when I was at school, just enough to get by. Nothing more, nothing less.
I might be seen as anti-social, loner or a freak by some, well, many in my experience. However, I am so dead emotionally that I do not care, one bit.
The only thing I found an ounce of enjoyment from, was reading novels where the main characters gets transported to another world, goes on adventures, blows stuff up and seems to be completely free. Yeah free. I want that so badly, however, I am not that delusional to think that it would happen, not that far gone.... yet.
I am not about to throw myself off a cliff to go reincarnate in a magic world. Ridiculous. Well, knowing myself, I may end up doing that in the future.
Shaking my head, and smiling at my own insanity, I continue on with my journey to the station, still continuing to look at all the 'humans' around me and still bored and emotionally grey as always.
Then, it happened, as I crossed the street and entered an alley which I always do, as it is a short cut to the station, I saw a rough-looking guy, dragging a woman by her hair, I stare for a nano-second, before trying to walk past them. Oh you think I will be a hero? Ha. No chance, I feel nothing, I am nothing, I am not some edge lord in a novel, however, I am not some hero either.
I am a grey, average guy in looks, clothes, job, university. That is my life, because I chose it, because I got to a point where I do not care what happens to this boring, monotonous world and the 'humans' within it. This world and the 'humans' turned their back on me long ago, so I simply turned my back on them, including this woman and attacker.
I am broken, I am emotionally inept and deprived.
As I continue to walk, the attacker, looks up and shouts angrily "YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST MOVE ON AFTER SEEING THIS?" I shake my head lightly, and sigh, "Look man, I do not care, just trying to get on with my day, now if you will excuse me, I have just spent the last of my emotional energy speaking to you." The mans face visibly twists "You are a fucking weirdo, you think I fucking care?!" I continue to walk hoping he would be occupied by the woman who is still screaming and clawing at his exposed arm. Instead I hear "SCHLIK, SCHTICK" Like a knife piercing flesh then a gurgle and the man shouting "FUCKING BITCH, SHUT UP, I AM TALKING TO THE WERIDO." I turn, why did I turn? I do not know, I still really do not care about this, when my eyes rest on the man I see him with bright red blood all over his face and arms and the woman slumped in a ball, bleeding out with tears dripping out of her eyes, staring at me with... hate? Huh, why do I feel, something, I never feel... what is this? I push it aside, as the man starts to charge over to me with the long and sharp knife in his hands. All I could think as I stood still waiting for the inevitable was, 'I hope reincarnation is real.' Before, the knife lands itself in my chest, piercing close to my heart, my vision instantly darkens slightly, as I lay there like the woman struggling to stay alive, before I hear a loud ring and then a voice, devoid of emotion, robotic and female in tone.
[ INDIVIDUAL FOUND ]
[ INITIATING PROCCESS...]
[ SUBJECT SHOULD STATE THEIR WISHES ]
Huh, don't tell me this reincarnation stuff is real? Nah, I must be hallucinating, and why does this sound like that... what was it called again? Oh yeah, Voice of the World.
Well, it wouldn't hurt to throw some ideas out there, I am going to kick the bucket real soon anyway.
"I want to not be human, not chained by society."
[ SUBJECT WISH ACCEPTED, ERROR NO SPECIFIC RACE DETECTED, WILL DRAW UPON SUBJECTS MEMORIES AND DETERMINE BEST FIT... RACE FOUND.... PRIMORDIAL DAEMON ]
[ ERROR! NOT ENOUGH OF THE DARKNESS SPIRIT TO SUPPORT ANOTHER PRIMORDIAL, WILL ALSO CAUSE IMBALANCE. ]
[ SYSTEM OVERIDDEN BY *********** ]
[ CORRECTIONS MADE, RESOURCE ALLOCATED FOR 8TH PRIMORDIAL ]
[ UNIQUE SKILL - ANTI-MAGIC ADDED AS UNQIUE POWER OF PRIMORDIAL DAEMON, GRIS.]
"I want to be immune to pain, physical and otherwise"
[ SUBJECT WISH ACCEPTED: RESIST SKILL- NULLIFICATION TO PHYSICAL AND EMOTIONAL PAIN ]
I lay there, my eyes growing heavy, and everything getting darker, and realising I was actually going to die and after hearing this voice, realising that, yes I may be hallucinating, but I do not care, if there is even a sliver of a chance of being reborn, I will try and get the best start as possible, I do not want to be powerless or trapped ever again!
Through gasps of breath I mumble... "Shit, I can barely see anything or even speak anymore... I need to... say.... my wishes... damn it!"
[ SUBJECT WISH ACCEPTED: UNIQUE SKILL: EYES OF DARKNESS
[ REGISTERING SUBJECT SOULS WISHES... ]
[ LOADING....]
[ MAXIMUM WISHES ALLOCATED REACHED]
[ COMPLETING PROCCESS... ]
What the fuck?
What is going on?
Then I hear the ring yet again and then as darkness finally takes me I hear:
[ PROCCESS COMPLETED ]