Waking up, Jordan finds himself in an unfamiliar place with almost no memory of his previous life. Getting creeped out by giant insects is the least of his worries for now. They are not ferocious carnivores. They are willing to let him and others li...
It's... a gentle breeze. Sweet with a sharpness to it. Through the little gap of my mouth, I taste it on my tongue. I open my eyes to see colour. Vibrant. Contrasting. Full of hope.
It all seems so real.
...
Too real.
Surreal.
Hesitantly I place a step forward. My naked feet sinks into the terrain devoid of grass.
It's sunny here. But where is the sun?
The wind picks up, and leaves are blown. I guard my face with my palm as they brush past my skin, racing on and on, to the chaotic rhythm that marks their ways. I open my eyes and look in front.
Walking ahead, I see entities. It's beautiful all around. With positivity, brightness of souls.
My heart should be beating fast, but-
There's nothing. Inside my chest, there is no rhythm. Looking at myself- I am detached.
I am an abnormality, in this surreal environment. I do not belong here.
...
I search for him.
Thank god. He's there.
"Space buddy... " I speak. I have a mouth. I own a voice.
The black mist peeks from behind me, and then-
All of a sudden- I'm surrounded. Surrounded by darkness. I am there, on the lush sunny field.
Yet darkness reigns. Around me.
And I feel it. Within me.
Black is my new abode.
Noticing movement, I take in beauty. The forms are blurry, of the entities inhabiting this land. This realm. The temples are mesmerising.
I don't have my glasses. But my vision is clear.
The black mist, dances on my skin.
Like flames. Black flames.
And I feel the darkness ooze out of where my heart should be.
Momentarily, I see black. In my eyes. It's no black-out. My eyes, turn black.
A new light shines. It's golden. It calls me.
I look above.
Another one, white. It entices me.
And in my back I feel the presence of the no-form, urging me forward.
I don't sense the eye. But I know that it's there. Ever-watching. Because, that's the root cause of its existence. To see. To embody the change of the world. To wash us all, in it's stream-
-of time.
Both infinite and infinitesimal.
The surroundings polarise in front of my eyes.
They distort into funny shapes.
I laugh.
And within the next quantum, out of my conscious will, I destroy everything.
Erupt.
Burn.
BURN.
ANNIHILATE.
Energy, Mass, Space and Time.
And a conscious soul.
Give birth- to me.
I echo my voice into the corridors of eternity. Announce my presence in manic proclamation.
"NO LONGER LOST. I HAVE MADE MY RETURN."
And they acknowledge it. Smiling all around. Blessed. Enraptured.
They know what's to come.
They anticipate my return, in my true form.
And so am I, "The Lost Eternal."
The voice is not my own.
"Yttr... " I cower, before the monstrosity, that is, me.
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