Envision a soft light glowing brighter than the lumens itself. But the darkness swallows everything around it.
Deep and dark to the point where escape feels almost worthless and everything around feels almost non existent. But behind the light is a switch so tempting. On; meant to keep going and try harder knowing there was no escape.
Off; to end everything and accept the inevitability.
That's what it feels like to look down that cliff.
Though Zero had been lost in his own time loop. He was still sitting outside, waiting to make his decision.
Should he jump off the cliff and see what lies beneath limbo, or continue the infinite loop causing him to return back to the same place he found himself.
As Zero tried for hours to establish communication with command. His body stiffened, unable to ease himself Zero looked around for heat. Because even though he couldn't feel anything, his body would still take the toll of the climate around him.
Walking up to the empty vehicle bay. Zero hiked across the empty ridge intersecting across the base.
Though his mind had fixated again. Parts of brain seeped through the parallel. On his knees, Zero closed his eyes and screamed. As the particles of snow glided across his visor. Steadily silent. Breathing faintly, he screamed again.
Laying in the snow, Zero closed his eyes and embraced the hypothermia coursing through his blood.
"Help me!" Zero screamed out, but this time. He was right back where he had originally appeared. Staring out at the distant world around him. The mountains flipped again. The sun enclosed on his position, as the stars aligned around him. He felt thin, abandoned, left in the void as a substitute to a temporal causality. A subliminal nuisance waiting to be shown his corrupted reality.
"Don't do it!" Zero screamed at himself from a distance.
"You're not real, none of this is real!" He shouted. "Don't tell me what to fucking do!"
Pointing at his invariant self he waited for a response. Turning over to the edge of the cliff, Zero watched as the stars gleamed below him, as the mountains above him climbed over him as if the mountains were aimed to crush him. Letting out a gasp, Zero closed his eyes and fell forward off the edge of the cliff.
Opening his eyes, nothing but black painted around him. Watching as the stars began to fade within the void himself. Gasping, he looked over at a thin light that gleamed miles away. Paddling through the void he waited and watched as the light came closer to him.
Suddenly an immense pressure pushed against Zero's stomach as the void had pushed him back up to the mountains.
Screaming, Zero flew uncontrollably beyond the cliffs.
Like static between a tv screen, the glided from reality to reality. Unable to focus on one reality he watched as every single reality in front of him ended with him dying in a moments notice, billions of outcomes, billions of ends. He paused as a voice below whispered to him.
Welcome home.
It had felt like an endless lifetime that had passed without his awareness. He waited impatiently in the lifeless void.
An echo crept up from behind. Faint, but discomforting, unimaginable to his ears that he had heard the voice once before.
Not a word was spoken, just a light giggle as the bright light had crept up closer. Zero watched and waited as the memory had crept up closer; and closer.
Like a razor slowly guiding against his skin. Zero hesitated to look over. But he did. A child, a girl playing with her toys as he watched a man holding a toy plane flying against the ceiling of an empty room in a house. It was painful. It was a memory but Zero was unsure whether it was his or not. He waited for something else to unfold. Trapped and forced to watch, Zero focused a bit more as a memory faded like a blurry image. He could see the girl climbing over the video smiling.
Kira-
A voice called out, all staticky and pixelated.
Kira-
Wel- wel- come home. Baby.
Zero watched further as he only grew more confused over this picture. Was it a glimpse of his memory, or somebody else's? He waited. Tears crawling down his cheek. Holding back the urge to collapse and give in.
Zero knew it was only the voice below, just the background noise.
But like a ripping sensation, as the projection closed away he did to. Zero could feel his soul being ripped out slowly as another light came from above.
Kira-
Attempting to push himself down away from the light, the closer it came the more it hurt. Zero struggled to escape as what felt like black tar held him stiff and still. Screaming, he could barely hear himself as the light roared a deafening ring through his head.
"I'm just a voice below." A voice whispered behind him as flurries rushed against his neck.
Zero turned over slowly only for a figment of himself covered in black tar and blood to push him in to the black slime.
Barely able to speak, Zero called out with a faint voice.
"Please help me." He whimpered as the slime had crushed him internally.
"Please help, me!" He screamed.
