Saturday, 24 August 2013
06:32:33 AM (GMT)
Since I was little, I've always wondered what it felt like to die. My dreams were
filled with me being surrounded by decaying corpses and wishing I was one of them.
The feeling of it was comforting. I hated this place where I lived. Nothing happened
and everybody was in everybody elses business. It was disgusting. I needed to get
away. Go to the city. Be free from everything. That was what I wanted. Though, I
never got to experience that freedom before I died. What... what is it like to be
happy? What is it like to exist among people? I wouldn't know. I'm dead, remember.
I was born and raised in a small village that was called Solveda and I was the
youngest out of three. My obsession with death began when my older brother died from
cancer when he was 15 and I was 7. Because I never cried over his death, I was beaten
by my dad. When I was 10, my parents and my other brother died in a horrific car
accident. I was in the car accident as well but for some reason, I survived. I was
hospitalized and put in an orphanage after being released three months later. Even
though I was alone, I still never cried. It intrigued me. My obsession with corpses
freaked people out and I never made any friends. When I was twelve, I found my best
friend that had similiar interest to me but when I was sixteen, I was brutally
murdered on the walk home from school one day. I still remember the beasts razor
sharp teeth ripping through my flesh. I couldn't stop it. I grew weaker and weaker
until I finally fell limp. It was the scariest moment of my life but I was happy that
I ended up at peace at last. You would think that would be the end of my story but
that's only the beginning. That was when my life truly began.
A phantom. A nonexistent being. They've called me that but who I am I really? What am
I? If I don't exist, why am I still here? They claim to be demons. They say I'm a
lost soul. They tell me to work with them to destroy a demon kingdom. Why should I
believe them? For all I know, this could be a long dream that I won't wake up from in
a long time. But why me? I'm only a human... what can I do?