"Hey, have you heard? MXswift is giving out cards for free in our local area!" One girl behind me says. Her friend replies with "Oh my God! I hope I can get a new accessory outfit for my little Otter!" And they ran off laughing, giggling, pissing me off. I never understood why chicks just giggle randomly for no reason, like they heard the funniest thing in the world; maybe it's a pet peeve or maybe it's because of the situation I'm in.
Picture this: This is the last day of summer break until you have to go to school but you've yet to get any good cards to flex and all your friends from last year moved away to become champions while you're left in the dirt with nothing.
But this is the moment I've been waiting for; the man hands me the pack of rare cards I've been saving up for! I feel the smooth textures on the back slowly and gently and the wrinkly metal at the front. I rip it open and close my eyes as I pick up the cards, slowly opening them. I am met with my first card.
Bunny. Shit. This is a sign.
Bunny. Shit. We're getting close!
Bunny…again. Shit.
Bunny! Come on!
My eyes sparkle and sing in harmony, seeing the next card. An eelray. A legendary carrier. It's kind of like an eel with the wings of a stingray and on the top part it's a eukaryotic cell with green plasma and the other parts—I got a C last year in science so I can't tell the specifics of what's in the cell so search it up or something!
I grin and stare at the card while walking; this will definitely make me famous at school! All of the ladies will be after me. Then a chill runs over my body. What if somebody tried to steal it? It's possible and I start to overthink. But wait, if I summoned it, I'm pretty sure it'd be way harder to steal it. I take out the card and slam and stomp on the card and take my foot off and see the creature; it's beautiful in person. It floats on the air like it's water, which I don't know anything about. In fact, I don't even think I really know anything about it!
I look around to see people staring the same way people stare when they see a rich guy wearing something that's worth more than all their net worth combined. People were awing and taking photos. I will take this moment to flex on them! I hop on… How do I drive this thing?
Okay, maybe telekinesis? I think of moving forward and it moves forward fast. I slip off it and slam my back hard on the ground. I think it might have a consciousness because it actually comes back to check on me and even places me on its back to ride me somewhere. It can read my mind so hopefully home.
I rolled my left eye out of view and in a blue tint, I saw an alternate me, another timeline. In this timeline I actually knew how to ride it and was flexing on the people watching. I'm jealous. I was born with these eyes, which I think are called the "sin of worry." It's a soul that apparently possessed my eyes and has been stuck in my eyes but because I was lucky, I obtained its ability without any consequences. Or that's what I guess anytime I try to explain my ability to others or search for it online. I always reach a dead end and everything I've said is me adding things in from paranormal sites, which might be true or a scam.
But it isn't all willy-nilly; there are some major setbacks. I can't choose which timeline to look at. It's random and it's different for either eye I choose to roll back and when I do it, I look like I lost my mind! I tried to use it to predict what would happen but it's not always 100% accurate. I've tried closing the rolled-up eye but it takes too much concentration and the power just gets disabled when I try or painfully hurts my eyes.
And I forgot to introduce myself; my name is Nayoti Moto. The "Nayoti" is a bible thing but the name is in a different language but I didn't care to search up which one, though. At home my life is good but my mother is a vegestable and my dad is okay… a little bit but he is pretty busy all the time. While I'm still being carried to wherever I want, I'd say that my dream goal is to get a good job and have a good life. I wish that I could dream big, like becoming a champion but that dream got shot down again and again and I've just accepted I won't be able to join my friends in the big leagues.
Maybe one day I can try to send this journal to an alternate me and share my knowledge with them like some type of time wizard! In which, let me provide some info about my world.
I live in Mayflower, yes, THE Mayflower. In the 1950s, Mayflower got reconstructed for people to live in, making it modern. As of 2014, we've been the #1 city for these cards. The cards that I've been talking about this whole time are called "Diglimeth," but I just call them "cards" or "magic cards" because the original name sounds goofy.
You can use these magic cards to summon things from the cards. Like, imagine you got a lion card; you can summon a lion! Or what about a mythical creature? Then you can summon that! The card has the picture and info so you can tell the difference between each one. There are multiple ways to use magical cards and even different types! Some people form the cards from their blood and then withdraw the blood to summon the creatures. I knew one kid named Derek who could do that but he stopped after some time when he kept getting sent to the hospital for blood loss.
I rubbed my hand as I got up and the creature taking me wherever stopped. I think I'll name it Derek because I just thought of Derek. "Your new name is Derek! "I say to it, petting it. My legs feel a bit wobbly but I'm okay. This is a quiet area near a candy shop that's open but doesn't have any other customers because the bigger and better candy shop replaced it. Honestly, I feel bad for the owner because he is always sitting at the counter waiting for somebody to come.
I consider buying something from there but then I hear beatings. It's coming from some dark alley but I can visibly see it. A girl with curly hair is beating the shit out of a boy while her two monsters hold him to a wall. I've never seen them before. The main categories for a monster/creature are fighter, carrier, work, and meta. (There is no official name that they're called but people just call them spirits). I say thats bullshit so I call them monsters/creatures.
Fighters are for fighting, carriers are for support work, which is for jobs, and metas are uncategorized creatures. Carriers are terrible for fights but because mine is legendary, it shouldn't have any problems fighting, right? I rush to the girl pushing her down while Derek rushes in and absorbs the monsters! I didn't even know it could do that.
The girl is in shock and runs away. I don't care to chase after her nor do I check on the boy; I just leave to go home.