Onism

Chapter 1: LIV

Black.

Black was all I could see, feel, hear. Void of life, not even my own voice was there to comfort my lonely thoughts that wailed for the loss of home. Even my own thoughts were without a proper voice, just a dull tone. I was suspended in the space of absence. It was torture, the shadows that surrounded me could probably consume light if it ever encountered it. I don't know how long it had been, time was not a concept here. My mind had long since gotten over its panic, only dull apathy filling my cotten stuffed mind. It feels like I've been in here for days. Weeks. Years. It's so slow and fluid, my thoughts dragging it longer and driving me into insanity.
A voice interrupted the void of silence.
"Hello reincarnee 717-E."

'what?'

I was beyond startled by the voice that interrupted my musings in this never ending prison.

"Prison, No how amusing. My name is system 006, and I will be your guide throughout the reincarnation. "

'System 006, the hell is this a fucking simulation?!'
I yelled within the confines of my mind.

"You have been chosen amongst 158,167 people who've died today to become a reincarnee."

'A reincarnee? You mean I'm gonna be given another chance?'

I did not trust this being who'd come from within what I'd dubbed the 'nowhere'.

"Yes."

'what are you, how do I not know your some demonic entity? Also what do you mean as in today! There's no way it's only been one day!'

I snarled, aggression coursing through my being. This blank space had not been kind.

"As I stated before I am System 006, the multiverse crafted me in order to help reincarnee's on they're journeys to another verse. I am what's referred to as a grey-born or limbo-being. I am simply a being of no ambition, I am made to serve. As for it only being a day I meant it only having been a day on your original earth, time flows differently in the void space. For you it has roughly been 3 years, 86 days, 5 hours, 36 minutes, and 48.067 seconds."

What? I had been here in 'Nowhere' for that long? Why is this being only gifting me with its presence now? I'm so mad. Here I was thinking Oli, mother and father had probably overcome my death by now when it's only been a day for them. AND MORE THAN THREE YEARS FOR ME!

"I ask that you calm yourself or you will be forced to wait longer. When you cross you are not aloud to leak your emotions and soul into the multiverse stream."

I counted to 10 three times within my mind, having learned how to calm myself earlier when I'd broken down in 'Nowhere' when I'd first arrived.
'Will I be reborn to the same world?'

"No."

The smallest sliver of hope in my chest burned out like a candle flame, I could almost taste the ash on my tongue.

"The multiverse apologizes, we can not have you being reborn to the same world in the same Era with your memories intact due to timeline in capability."

'Alright so if the multiverse is real than which world am I being landed into?'

I questioned the being. I after all had nothing to lose.

"You have been selected for Earth-27, it will not be easy..... The multiverse can bring good, bad, and the grey. They however can not promise you that you will have an easy life, because that would mean doing the same for the rest of the souls amongst it. Just do your best to attract goodwill towards yourself. "

It sucks that I'd have a chance of landing myself amongst the slums but I highly doubted I would seeing as the probability was pretty low. Who knows maybe I'd land myself a comfy rich family.

"I can not promise you'll land a good life. Do you wish to proceed now or settle yourself in the void-state a little while longer?"

'I will proceed.'

"Very well, ask you count to a hundred slowly."

'A hundred? Alright.'

'1'

'2'

'3'

'4'

'5'
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'95...'

'96...'

'97...'

'98...'

'99...'

'100...'

The world I'd dwelled swelled and swallowed me whole. Feeling as though I'd just been strapped to a rollarcoaster and gone down a steep drop backwards. I didn't manage to muster the feeling of being startled before I was punted across an aurora borealis of colors I couldn't even describe. It was eldritch, like the tentacles of Cthulhu reaching across planes and hooking into another plane. I couldn't describe this place to the best of my ability if I even wanted to. This place was gonna give me nightmares. And just as I was kicked from one plane I entered another. Fire. Violet flames locked around my person as I shot through the tunnel that led me to another earth. Me falling through the lines of color like a shooting star, a star that lit with a supernova of vibrant amethyst.

It felt like freedom on the tongue, like taking a bath in downy feathers and flying with cute creatures and people you wanted nothing more than to hold in your sanctuary--the feathers turned sharp like thin blades poised and ready to defend, like blood on the tongue. Adrenaline from a fight full of blood smeared fist and falling from the sky with wings of a valkyrie, ready to defend and claim what was rightfully mine to the very death. My voice, no not my voice rather something else crooned in the back of my head. Big lilac almost wing like apparitions curling around my being, o-h. I felt so safe, safety I'd never dined in before. It took my breath away. Like I could lean back on the beautiful violet flames and it would hold me till its dying breath. The violet flooded me, filling me up from the tips of my toes to the tips of my hair, and just as those beutiful lilacs sang me the gift of freedom and choice it disappeared. It was not repressed, just not called upon.

Everything went blacker than night, my mind faded. Lucinda irvette Vaughan ceased to exist that day.