"Ok, where am I? I know I died, unless I somehow survived and am in a coma at the hospital, burnt to a crisp and probably missing some limbs. In this situation, I think death would be better."
Jaxon floated around in an endless white void. Eventually, about a year passed, and his inner Jax came back.
"What the heck? Am I actually in a coma? Why does my imagination suck? This endless void is so lonely. Why am I here?" yelled Jaxon.
"I don't know," said inner Jax.
"What the fuck? When did you get here?"
"I'm always here, but you can only hear me if you've gone insane."
"Dang, have I always been insane then? Wait, then why did you disappear?"
"I don't know. Why the fuck do you think I have the answer"
"I know as much as you since I am you." said Inner Jax
*Ding*
-100
"What? Why is Chance still with me? I died; shouldn't it leave me?"
A hole appeared under him and sucked him in.
"What the fuck," Jaxon said as he fell unconscious after entering the hole.
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Chance...
ActionA boy with a luck base ability, with horrible luck. I the writer of this story is just a C grade writing don't expect the best writing.
