Atlas was favored by the world...
he was given memories of a possible path in his future life to learn from and to avoid at all costs.
And whether he likes it or not... Atlas will fulfill the purpose the world favored him for...
From vivid scenes to still frames... my vision kept flickering in-between...
Situations I recognized but couldn't seem to recall and situations I remembered yet with contexts which I couldn't comprehend.
I was stuck in the middle.
With memories projected into my eyes and memories uttered into my ears. I tried to close my eyes but.. I didn't have eyes to close... even though I had vision. I tried to listen closely to make sense of what I could hear but the more I try to understand the less memories and more static I could hear, and the more I try to ignore them the more vivid they get.
Inspiring yet meaningless, hurtful yet nostalgic, cheerful and sorrowful were some of the feelings I was exposed to.
These were the feelings within the memories I was made to experience... "These were the memories that formed my life...the memories I lived through..." was the only conclusion I had...
In a void of pure white... not vast nor cramped...I floated aimlessly...
I didn't know who I was and I couldn't focus on anything... But these memories gave me comfort...these memories were my guide...
but there was one memory...a single memory that didn't convey life. An abnormal memory of an end. A memory devoid of all emotions. A memory more detailed ,more complete than anything and the memory I recognize the most It was the most vivid and yet the most bleak. A memory of death. I...was drowning.
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Brackish Salt water rushed through my windpipe...ravaging my lungs... shredding me from the inside...I was fully soaked in water yet my eyes were burning...all actions I tried were futile...whether it be trying to inhale or exhale or to even stop... it was all useless as I just kept swallowing water...I tried flailing my arms to get somewhere but I couldn't move them..."why couldn't I move them?"...I thought to myself...but then I noticed it...
I wasn't the one in control.
"ah... so that's how it was". I had finally realized once the memories settled in me. I was calm...I wasn't hurting at all. And with a ridiculous amount of information flooding into me...the memory had ended. And I went back to being merely a floating consciousness. It was agonizing...it was terrifying... I hated it ...I despised it...I wanted to run away...I really wanted to escape... But I couldn't...I tried but I failed. And then I no longer wanted to... I no longer cared...after all...I had finally remembered. This wasn't my first experience with drowning... I was drowning for far longer than I thought ... It all started when I thought that I couldn't get worse...I couldn't get lower... And that's how I sank deeper and deeper without realizing...That I killed any chance I had to reach the surface...and that wherever my life was headed towards... There was no light. So I decided to put an end to my miserable life...and Ironically enough... Of all ways I could've ended myself with... I chose to drown... And there... I was dying... But even though I was dying... it somehow felt like waking up... And unexpectedly... waking up is what I did.
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"ah...could It be...you're finally aware of my presence...?"
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