Ten years after
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How did my life come to this? Once, a millenia ago, I was the strongest…I was someone that people bowed down too and worshiped… and now…?
I had gone from weak to strong…to back to weak.
And I wasn't just a little bit weak. No, I could live with being a little bit weak…No, I was shunned from society itself.
"Hey! Stop mumbling your depressing monologues under your breath and get in the line!"
I was in prison, unless it was already obvious. That was one of the prison guards yelling at me.
Oh, you're probably wondering how this happened, I guess I'll give a quick explanation.
Right after I had declared that I would take the throne and the princess had started to fall in love with me…something happened…
I'm still not sure what it was and it's been ten whole years!
So yeah…that's all the details I can give.
Something happened.
And what it was…hah, I can't even hope to imagine.
Something that's far stronger than me obviously.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot to mention…that thing that completely destroyed me also took all of my powers and abilities…so yeah, now I'm just like the scum I used to look down on.
At least this new life has made me look back on who I was before…maybe it's some sort of restart or something….a second chance.
"Hey!! Pay attention! Get back to your damn jail cell!"
A terrible second chance.
I was like a robot, I had been for all these ten years, never knowing what was real or not… for all I knew this could all be some nightmare I was stuck in.
I kind of wish it was.
"I'm just done with all of this!"
I screamed that out loud, not being able to contain my annoyance any longer.
"Yeah we all are, buddy…"
That was my bunkmate. He was a good guy, he definitely didn't deserve to be in prison. His crime? Stealing a loaf of bread when he was starving on the streets.
"Why don't we do something about it??"
"Like what? This is the most high security prison in all of the galaxy."
"Yeah true… but I was also one of the strongest people in the galaxy."
"You're kidding."
"Nope."
I know, I know. It's pretty pathetic making myself look cooler than I really am, but hey, I'm trying my best to stay positive here.
"Well, I don't really believe you… but whatever. Not like that will change anything. If we want to escape we should first train to get more powerful."
Heh, training. I have had enough of that to last me a lifetime. That was kind of the last thing I wanted to do.
But getting out of this prison wasn't as easy as taking candy from a baby, so train, I must…whether I want to or not.
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I slogged through the halls of the jail. I was walking in no specific direction, and my thoughts were spiraling without any clear end. This was the time of day that was supposed to be spent doing physical activity, but I was much to messed up to care about such mundane things.
If only I had the powers I had before...
I hit my fist against one of the iron walls, lining the hallways. The chains on my wrists clanked, sounding like the anguished screams of the prisoners.
Further down the hall I heard the sounds of screaming, most likely one of my fellow prisoners getting tortured.
But I didn't care any longer.
I didn't care about anything any longer.... except getting out of here.
But as I thought those words I could tell that even they weren't true.
I had no care of getting out of here. If I did care I would be actually trying to get out instead of pacing through the halls.
"Why so depressed?"
I heard the words, shattering the silence that had engulfed the entire prison.
The voice was distorted and seemed to come from some sort of intercom.
"We were all born into this world from blood and pain...but now all that blood and pain will stop...or us. I will paint this world red! HAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!!"
I took a step back....what was that voice...probably just an insane prisoner that somehow hacked into the intercom system...right?
I looked down on my hands-
What.
In my hands I held some sort of microphone.
And then that's when I realized.
The tortured screams I had heard...
Had been my own.
The mysterious words on the intercom...
Had been me.
Who am I?
I felt the words spiral through my insane brain.
"Who am I?"
I said this in a whisper...but the "whisper" left my lips in an enraged scream.
I heard a soft cackle of laughter, and then an eerie whisper in my ear.
"Smile, Xalvual Evilian. Smile...because it confuses people..."
I kind of imagine this entire chapter playing with spooky classical music like from those Dark Academia playlists!!!!!
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