The Ressurection

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Wait, so am I dead? No, because I am conscious. Where am I? What am I doing? It is so dark, cold, and wet. I am moving. Wait, where am I moving? The water is pushing me. It's getting warmer, but it is not getting brighter. I feel warmer, much warmer. It's getting drier. Wait, what is that, it's bright. Oh fuck.

That is what I was thinking while I was coming back. I am now down to two lives. Wait, what happened to Unknown? Was that thud his body dropping? Where am I? It's a room, It's my room. I am back home. She killed me, fucking whore. Still was enjoyable though, the sex part, not dying.

Is Unknown here as well? I exit my room into the hallway. I find Sapphire's room and knock on the door. She doesn't open. So, I knock again. I hear a mumble that sounds like her voice. I am not sure what she said. I knock once more to receive no response. I lift my foot and kick just above the handle, knocking the door open. I see her sitting on the floor, crying.

"You are back?" She says, still crying.

"Yes, but not for long," I say. "I died but came back. Have you seen Unknown? He also died."

She answers my question, "Yes, he is in the gym. He said that he wanted you to join him when you woke up."

"Ok, but why are you crying?" I ask.

"I did something bad. I am sorry." She says.

"So did I. We are even," I answer. "How is Peculiar?"

"Doing well, and they have a younger brother, Strange," She tells me. How long was I gone, and how long was I dead? more than 9 months. what the hell?

"what, that is, wow. Well, I am going to go meet Unknown in the Gym," I said trying to escape the conversation. I can't believe I have another kid. I exit the room, and head to the gym to meet Unknown. When I enter, he is working out and has had some notable muscle gains. 

"Hey man, Sapphire told me you wanted to join you in the Gym," I say after he doesn't notice me. "How was death for you?" I continue, trying to lighten up the mood. He begins talking.

"Look, we just died, it shows how we are too weak. We need to get stronger if we want to escape. If I die again, I am dead for good. I don't want to die. I have the mentality of a child, we didn't mentally mature when growing up. Imagine we died with mom and dad. How would you feel? we would have been so young," He said. 

"Well, we weren't fighting her and she killed us with magic, while our guards were down.  I understand you want to get stronger before we return to our fight. So lets get to fucking work," I say. I grab some weights and go over to the bench. I lay down, and stair up into the sky.  "One, Two, Three."

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