The sky's eyes close, and temporary blindness plunges upon the Earth's skin, including each and every part of each nature's corner. Deep in an unknown forest, an innocent girl skipping around aimlessly, moving past countless bushes, trees, grass, dirt paths, and flowers, venges deeper and deeper into the forest with no goal in mind. As she continues to skip, she's abruptly stopped in the middle of her road; a small, dim light grants shadows to nearby green life, and it hides in indescribable, high, dark silhouettes of the forest's natural architecture. The girl's attention gets persuaded by the light's presence as she slowly and cautiously approaches it apprehensively; the light's shine recites aberration, keeping the girl high on her toes. After a few silent, inaudible steps, she encounters the light face-to-face. The light doesn't move an inch, levitating at head's height in an unnerving, motionless, physics-defying manner, with no visible origins—no firefly, no candle, no torch, nor any flame explaining its continuation; it simply represents itself. The girl watches it in awe for a moment, being enthralled by its simple yet puzzling existence and the light pulling her stare closer. The light continues to stay motionless as the girl's reach raises, ready to feel the touch of its shimmer. She physically contacts it, but it instantly disappears right after. She stands there, dumbfounded as to what has just occurred in her sight, assuming the light is gone forever. She's mistaken.
She feels a presence in her skull; an intruder somehow made it into her head; now two consciousnesses sit next to one another in one brain. Her body starts to abruptly move without her decision, consent, or telling, her head looking down at her hands, seemingly admiring such a body. She continues to struggle for the will and righteous ownership of her physical being, but to no avail; the intruder keeps moving her body, pushing her out of the control seat. Her mouth opens as an unknown, completely different, masculine voice speaks using her vocal cords. "How much better this feels," the voice exhausts, having more fatigue than moisture in its speech. "I regret that day every excruciating second of my nature-disobeying, pathetic existence. How long I beg for some release." The girl is shocked and terrified, not knowing what to do with the intruder now stuck in her head. She feels the control of her body being given back to her, so she may respond or challenge the intruder's words. "What are you doing?" she manages to exclaim one simple question before her control is stolen back again, as the intruder needs it if he wishes to respond. "My absolute best. I reassure you; I'll keep giving you back the control after I say what I want to say. I don't wish to steal your body." The two keep swapping control of her body to each other without any warning or hints, but both are starting to get used to it after a while. "Who are you?" she asks. They switch in the control seat. "People and I don't know who I am anymore," the intruder starts. "Look, I'll present you with a choice, then I'll leave you alone subsequently, no matter if you accept or not. I don't like intruding on others' reality without approval." They switch in the control seat. "What choice?" They switch in the control seat. "You can inherit my curse. I'll bless my immortality upon you. Don't jump to conclusions just yet; when I once accepted this offer, I didn't understand the ground of this matter. It was a mere misunderstanding." They switch in the control seat. The girl, unfortunately, stopped listening to the intruder past the word "immortality." Being a mere child, she's intoxicated by the mental visualizations of immortality, uncaring of any form of consequences, hesitation, bargaining, or consideration. She swiftly accepts. "Wow! Yeah, I want to be immortal too!" They switch in the control seat. "Be wary," the intruder starts trying to warn the girl to his best abilities. "I've witnessed the first words being written in ink on paper. I've witnessed the 98.4% of unaccounted history with my own sight. I've lost track eons ago." They switch in the control seat. The girl couldn't listen less to the intruder's warnings as she hastily and promptly keeps accepting the intruder's offer. "Okay, okay. Can I be immortal now?" They switch in the control seat. To the correct expectation of the intruder, he hesitatingly granted the girl's wish. "I'll do as you say; a deal's a deal. Thank you. Release feels rewarding." After the intruder stops speaking, the girl can't feel his presence in her head any longer. He has perished, and now the girl feels immortal as she runs back through the forest to brag about her newly demolished limits of existence.
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CasualeCollection of short stories abiding by the same motifs, themes, and qualities. No romance and no adventure. No usual read. Just facing the world as is. Piece two and two together. Wake your brain and assamble the puzzle the pages leave behind. Inser...