Chapitre 1: Death and Reincarnation
In a dark void, without any color or sound. A ball of light was floating.
"* Sigh *, How long have I been here?" 300 years? 500 years? Or maybe more? Without day / night cycles or my heartbeat for count, I was unable to maintain my focus and keep track of the passage of time after 150 years. I managed to hold on by singing a looping 1min30 anime opening. But hey, I ended up losing count. "
My last memory before I found myself here was me, sitting in an airplane with both engines on fire in free fall. I didn't feel anything at the time of impact, everything happened too quickly, however the last two minutes gave the passengers enough time to gradually fall into despair.
As I looked around I saw all kinds of scenes. Some people tried to stay optimistic asking people to be calm and trust the pilots, others prayed, others surrendered to fear and madness. The families stayed together and hugged each other, not like it was going to be of any help to them.
Anyway, a very classic plane crash. And me in this whole situation you ask yourself?
Well I was also with my "family". Except unlike everyone else, we didn't look distraught or panicked at all. A little nervous at best.
Why that ?
Quite simply because my "family" is a bit… special.
There were four of us. My parents, my big brother who is a year older than me and me.
If I had to give a sentence to sum it up it would be: "A family of narcissistic perverts".
What is a narcissistic pervert? well ... this is a person who more or less seeks to wipe out his victims through bullying and mental manipulation. In general, having one around is already very rare. Have three? even more.
And I grew up in this kind of environment from a young age. Not a very healthy environment, I grant you. But hey, you don't choose your family. Living day to day with people whose goal is to destroy you mentally forces you to grow faster than you think. And whether I like it or not I learned a lot from them. I probably know more about the human mind than any psychologist.
As I thought about it all, a noise brought my attention back to the dark abyss. There, a luminous crack had appeared in the empty space in front of me about 30 meters away. I don't know if it's dangerous, but it's the only thing that has come up after all this time here. I think that if I stay here longer, I'm gonna be mad. So even if I take a risk (I hate this) I don't have much of a choice. Unless I want to stay afloat here for a few hundred more years. I am heading therefore little by little towards the white crack.
As I walked through it, I felt like I was being swept away by a whirlwind. Little by little my consciousness was fading. Shit ! am i going to die like this? Damn it….
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État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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