F*cked Up High

Untitled Part 5

My name is Nyla. I don't remember my age, but I think it's around Darius and Artemis'? Backstory? How foolish. How special does the headmaster want to make these people feel? Physical appearance? I'm sure you all know by now. Blue hair, one broken horn, and one full one, yellow eyes. Yup! I'm that girl. Y'know. The one who beat that one guy until he was unrecognizable. What was his name again? Blaze Shadowflame? Pfft- What a dumb name. Perfect for someone as dense and half-witted as him. My heart rate spiked each time I pounded him into the ground! I couldn't help but feel pure ecstasy with each tear he shed! Hahaha! You should've seen the look on his face when he tried to get that weakling's help. The only reason why I kept him alive is because he's entertaining. The feeling of making someone grovel at your feet when they were talking shit seconds ago. I absolutely love it. I adore making people realize they're not as important as they think. All of them think they're on top of the world. But then... BAM! SNAP BACK TO REALITY! HAHAHA! THEY'RE NOTHING. WORTHLESS! JUST ANOTHER SPECK OF DUST IN THIS ALWAYS-EXPANDING WORLD OF INFINITE DIMENSIONS, THINKING THEY'LL ACTUALLY MAKE A DIFFERENCE IN THEIR LIVES!

Where was I again? Oh right. The form. Ability? The headmaster really is trying to raise these kids' self-esteem, huh? You thought you were gonna get info about my ability? Nope! Ain't happenin'! Not in a million years!

Anyway, now that I'm here, how are you enjoying this little, "story" so far? Trying to find out who the main character is? But how are you ever gonna do that when each of them sees themselves as their own main character? That's what I absolutely love about mortals. All of them have their own ideals, personalities, morals, and beliefs. But what would happen if they all collided together? What would happen if you were to learn the stories of every single student in this academy? How would you discern who the "main character" is? Is it based on how much loss they've gone through? Or perhaps how strong they are? How popular a person is? How liked or disliked they are? The answer is none. All of them are equal in their own eyes. However, no matter how "amazing" a person is, there will always be at least one person who views them as nothing. The footprint they leave on the world may be valued for some time, but everyone will forget sooner or later. I really am glad some people have already figured this out. Mortals have no other purpose than to give in to their beliefs and inevitably ruin everything around them.

How have I reached this conclusion, you ask? Simply put. I have seen everything. Past to present. The fate of every single mortal in this world, to the next, and the dimensions parallel to this one. Yes, I know the future, but I just try to stay oblivious to it. After all, where's the excitement when you know what's gonna happen?

Ever since I was born (or created as I should say), I've been stuck inside a dimension that overlaps all the others. It was there where I witness the fate of everything. And let me tell you. There is not a single one where mortals don't destroy themselves. Some of them take more time than others, but it's always the same. All of them lead to the inevitable result of their extinction.

Let me tell you a story. In one dimension, way back when, there lived a man. He had a wife and kids who he loved dearly to the bottom of his heart. He would do anything to protect them. The man volunteered for the military to serve his nation. He stayed in the army for 20 years, training until he became one of the best soldiers in his country. He made lifelong friends in the military; bonds that could never be broken no matter how much time passes. One day, he was deployed to a beach in an opposing country with his fellow soldiers. Could you guess what happened? He and his friends valiantly stormed the beach and took out the opposing forces, winning the war for his country and becoming a war hero. Great story, right? Pfft- You didn't actually expect that to be what happened, right?