《 I SPAWN AS WHO?! 》

• Awaken Soul • - Chapter 2

I finally decided to open my eyes... well eye, squinted hard from the light. Adjusting from the brightness and seeing a figure in a medical mask. I'm in a medical room, Blackrock's medical room. Why am I here? Who the fuck sent me here. I feel bandages on my skin.

"Subspace, you're alright? Ever since the incident, you've been in a short coma." The words echo in my head. Incident? Coma? The great Subspace T. Mine making a mistake? Wait, did he die from the incident? So many questions in my head that a headache is rising. It was flooding yet I have no words to speak about it, my throat felt crappy. Perhaps from the incident, what incident? Not sure.

God damn it, or should I say SFOTH damn it. How should I say it? Wait, what was I talking about again? "Subspace, did the incident screw your throat?" I heard the figure, I wanna say, "No crap, Sherlock." But I doubt they'll get it, they don't have human names, they have gear names. They don't know what is a human or what's beyond the Inphinity. Wait, right... I'm supposed to think about the incident, my mind must have been trailing.

Wait, is it Subspace before or after? I finally started moving my eyes instead of staring into the blaring light, a convenient reflective surface. That same partly rotten skin, the eyepatch. Yup, this is after, how to deal with Medkit is now-... No, I thought we were supposed to think of the now than later. But what if scenario happens?

"Subspace? Oh SFOTH... the experiment fucked you up." I heard the person's voice. Right, medical bed, experiment gone wrong. Subspace, a messed up scientist in Blackrock. That's now me, I'm Subspace. I'm now in phighting. Yes, I'm Subspace after the Medkit and Subspace fight incident. How miserable to be slapped with his... well my responsibilities and consequences.

I can hear the people in the medical room, their mumbles and conversations. It annoys me because I have this feeling it's about me. About what happened, about the experiment. This is my fate as Subspace.

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Entering healing process
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Day 1:

It has been a day since my awakening, I've been bedridden like a Victorian child on the plague. I can sit up from bed, but the doctor said I can't stand for now. I can't stand this damn environment, how ironic of me. I look like a mess, a hot one, but a mess nevertheless. My legs are weak, but my mindset ain't. However, what happens if I act out of character? Maybe they wouldn't care, after all, they would assume the experiment messed up my mind enough for me to act differently than normal Subspace. How does Subspace act? Sassy? Flirty? How do the people of Blackrock view him? Scary? Perhaps, admirable? Okay, I need to stop questioning things in my head and instead actually look at real situations.

Day 2:

It's slow as always. I can't question them, my throat is still a burning feeling. I watched as many pass by, in one or numbers in a group. Some are here for close friends or lovers, some are here for me. Though, the expressions are clear of sympathy or pity. Maybe I can confirm that Subspace is admired since he brings benefit to Blackrock and the people. There are one, two, three, then two, then four. I've been counting each person to pass the time for myself, it gets lonely y'know. The food is good at least.

Day 3:

My health is turning well, my legs are less numbed and I think I can move an inch of it. At least I'm not losing a leg or both legs, unlike someone. But anyway, what I can best assume is that maybe tomorrow will be the day I can get physical therapy. That would be nice. Wait that means someone has to possibly touch me. I was sitting up from my head in such deep thought, that I swear I can hear a patient mumbling about me being so quiet. Not surprising since Subspace is loud in the lore. Once I'm healed, I'm going to be out of these patient clothes. I look forward to seeing my wardrobe that was once another's.

Day 4:

I can move my legs, better than yesterday. I can move and bend them, but I still can't walk. When my legs don't work like they used to before. I want to leave this bed, it feels itchy and gross. I look like a test experiment rather than the iconic Subspace T. Mine, so not watermelon. Okay, I'm using my world humor to cope. I need to stop and get serious with my situation. If I was looking at this situation through a screen and it was the character, I would joke. But I am the character. Worst situation ever, would never recommend it, even if you would be a Subway man. Also, my bandages are removed. Burn marks were there. I didn't know what Subspace did. Great, alongside of rot, there is burnt. Still hot though.

Day 5:

I will introduce you to elderly people's best friend, the cane. I had my physical therapy, but still not done healing. Healing takes sweet time, cavity sweet time. Though I can't leave the medical room, I still roam with small sitting breaks. Cause if I stand for too long, my legs would shake like a chiwawa, and then give up. I don't wanna be in an embarrassing situation, so I have to sit and not tumble. Oh and about my throat? It's healing just fine. I wonder what should I say for the first words to officially be in Subspace's body. I want it to be special because it is. I can't wait to leave, I want to see the world. Or maybe I shouldn't since Inpherno is similar to Earth, and both societies are concerning.

Day 6:

Okay, concluding plan, be a shut-in. I wanna be a shut-in scientist but wait... phighting. The plan is shut down, I just remembered phighting. What to do? I don't fight, the only phighting I've done was press M2, Q, E, and F. That's it, oh, and also spam spacebar. Okay, maybe the lab in my past life taught me some self-defense. Only because in case of intruders, the intruders can steal the secret form- I mean chemicals from the lab. My ass will get kicked in the phight, I'm going to see all the deities. Pray for me, pray for reincarnation gods to give me ultra instinct. How do the other phighters work since it's not like players? You know what... I think I want my healing process to be slower now.

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End of chapter.
Finally done and hit the word goal I wanna hit. Time for a couple of more chapters and suffering. Well, it’s not that bad, it's just motivation lacking.