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So your back huh? Just couldn't stay away, I don't blame ya though. I imagine if you suffer through HIS stories then you must be feel real curious as to what's going on. But all in good time little readers. First off, to answer the question as to what exactly I am... that's not important, what I will tell you is that in Khayal, is those who exist in it serve HIS every whim. But not me, I do not fall over myself to suck up to a god who creates with no self-control. They are just like all the rest, but that's for another day. Now what your here for is a story if I do believe, well her you go.

??? P.O.V

More...must make...more. If I don't, I'll be a failure, they want more...must make...more. I need to continue... make it good for them. They are ravenous, need perfection to be sated, but to sate them is a never ending endeavor, must I must...must...persist. But why must I? What is in it for me to continue with this constant stress and worry? A slight hint of appreciation? A "like" or a "vote"? Or maybe I just do it for myself. But why? No one cares...not even my own blood cares for it. They call them "stupid" and "dumb", but are they wrong in saying this? I...must...persist...for my...sanity.

What? Not to your liking? Too short maybe? Or maybe you just feel underwhelmed, or is it overwhelmed? Nah, it wasn't very good, and HE knows it. That is why he rambles on, trying to "improve" and "do better". HE is unaware it's utterly hopless for him. But hey, more fun for me.

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