Victim
The transcribed thought of the victim of a specific event. Sister story to "Company" and "Rogue"
The Victim "Lathiyades"
Heh, video games. It's like my life is ONE BIG GIANT FUCKING VIDEO GAME! Ever since I signed with that asshat Auramus, it's been repetitive bullcrap in which ONLY ME, MYSELF, AND I could ever make a spot of difference. And then when I finally attempt to make my own decision, live my own life separate of Auramus, he goes off and kills me. I'm probably just pixels on the screen, just some hero in some person's story.
I should have never signed up with Auramus, in hindsight. I made a big fucking mistake. I should have accepted reality as it is. But no, I signed my ass up to his personal little vendetta, and since then, it's been wake up, do something, go back to sleep. Wake up, do something, go back to sleep. I'm a robot with only three functions: Wakeup, do something, then go to sleep. I have had no life ever since I got myself involved with Auramus.
And after 15 billion years, I reach the anticlimax of my life, an unexciting "death" at the hands of this asshole, at least, I think I'm dead. I'm stuck in a creepy black limbo, able to observe everything but unable to do anything. A silent observer, no interaction. I wish I could do something but I can't. If this is what being dead is like, then death is a farcical pile of shit and I refuse to participate.
And if this is a video game, why isn't there respawning? Would it not be reasonable to have a Hyperion New-U station every other block? Then at least you could get back into action, even if every new-u costs something 10 bucks. It would be totally worth it.
No, that would cause... problems. If everyone could just respawn, then the population would explode in a short time, and cause a food and water shortage. I guess that's why this story has no respawning, never thought of it. And how would I know that I'm in some story and not just a really really unlucky person stuck in the wrong situation at the wrong time?
Man... this loneliness is literally driving me crazy. I'm turning to explain my unluckiness by saying that I'm the victim of a story. Damn it. I need to keep my thoughts straight so I don't develop psychopathy, I'm already a schizophrenic sociopath, add psychopathy into the mix and I would have... problems.
Man... I wish I had a second chance, and chance to start from the beginning without forgetting my past. That would be awesome, but who would give me such a chance? The stor- god damn it there I go again. I need to get a grasp of reality, collect my thoughts, and take action. No wait... I can't. I can't do anything. I was right earlier, death is a farcical pile of shit, the mind numbing loneliness, the knowledge of helplessness, combined with paranoia about being in a story or video game... and it causes problems.
As soon as I get out of h.... what's that? Is that light? Is this heaven? No no, it can't be, I'm floating, in fluid it appears. What's going on? Is that an inhuman? Hey! Hey! Oh wait, he can't hear me. I have no control over my actions or what I say. I can't even wave my hand.
What did that say? Dependency not fulfilled? I'M ALIVE! I'M NOT QUITE KICKING! NO WA-damn. Back to the farcical pile of shit known as death.
When will this end? Never, I have led myself to believe, never. I should have just killed Calliope and leave reality as it was. I wish this would end. I want life back, and by golly, I will do whatever it takes to get it back, even if that means waiting, forever.