The Python

Decision

It was so fast.

It pierced right threw me.

I don't remember much pain though so there's that.

Wait. Why was I in pain again?

Did I get hurt?

Am I dead?

Oh well, If I'm dead than there's not much I can do about it.

what'd I do to get killed anyway.

It was probably a pointless death.

Its not like someone as worthless as me could ever do something like sacrifice myself.

Which reminds me.

Who am I?

I-i can't remember anything.

I can't see anything either.

Where am I?

I can't move my body!

Do I even have one anymore!?

I can't speak, or maybe I just can't hear anything.

How long have I been here? Days, Months.

Am I stuck here forever.

I don't want to die!

I don't want to be stuck here.

I don't want to forget who I was.

Or my friends and..... what was I talking about?

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In the empty void where nothing existed or ever will. Nothing could ever enter or leave said place. Did it even exist at all? It was something that seemed to stretch infinitely but you wouldn't be able to move to find out. In this place Nothing existed but nothing could be proven to exist in it as well. It was a place that held the truest form of perfection. It shall never grow because it doesn't exist where time does. It will not think because it is not within the realm of matter to have a conscience. It will never be known because it is a place that can't be reached or enter. Truly a perfect and absolute limbo.

But strangely it begin to fill with cracks like their was a being that wished to defy this world of perfection. As this mysterious being crashed against the world something inside began to recall a need. A desire that it forgot it had in this prison. A desire it once had forgotten whether a moment ago or a century but it was there none the less. So it fought.

With each crack it formed itself into a creature it had long forgotten and reached out to its cage. Pushing to escape before it would forget again and be trapped for another endless amount of time.

Finally a hole was made in the world and a single appendage reached into the cage for the one it wanted. The closer the form came to hand it would refine itself.

As it reached it formed into a child that could be no older than 8 but as it reached further so did it grow. It shaped into a young man with long blue hair that matched his eyes. As he finally grabbed hold of his saviors hand and pulled out he remembered who he was.

Nagisa Shiota a boy with a previously abusive mother who is mistaken and treated as a girl most often. A child with low self-esteem and a belief that he is powerless to all others.

Nagisa stood and looked around after finally recovering from his prison and noticed he was in a sea of white. Turning infront of him he saw what appeared to be a person who looked identical to him, leaving out the rather blank look on his face