Omnipotence

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You only witness this because of me. ~Osiris

Requested by: @wh0issh4

Content warning ⚠️:
-Body Horror
-Horror

Avary's P.O.V

I awoke in a vast empty space. I wouldn't call it dark, but this place was completely devoid of light. It terrified me. I had wanted everything to stop, for Osiris to spare me but I felt even more trapped and scared than I did before.

I didn't know where I was or what happened. Last I remember I was stepping off the roof's ledge of my apartment building, grasping onto Osiris' hand.

She had promised me that I would live my afterlife as her eternal plaything, a source of entertainment.

It was a fate that seemed better than the hell I was living back home. But now I worried her greatest entertainment would be to watch me lose my mind in this vast plane of nothingness. A feeling of absolute dread encompassed me as the likely reality of my situation dawned on me. What have I done?

"You have done the right thing. Now I implore you to stop your dread. It is bothering me." I looked all around to try and find Osiris but I couldn't see her.

Yet I could feel her presence all around me. Her voice infected my mind like a parasite and I wanted to vomit. It felt like such an invasion of my very being to hear her from within. "W-where am I?"

"Ah, my beautiful soul, you are in my hair. As you humans say it." I screamed in agony. That was the one thing I didn't want to happen! I cried out into the void, heaving sobs of pure despair. I had seen the way the poor souls in Osiris' hair cried out to be freed. I had witnessed their torment from an outside perspective.

I knew, even in my insanity, that being in Osiris' hair was a fate far worse than death. "B-but," I stuttered and hiccupped as I tried to articulate myself, "you promised!" I tried to breathe between my sobs but it just felt as if I was choking on poison.

I whispered another defeated 'you promised', before I fell to my knees and curled up into a little ball. I rocked back and forth, my shut tight, as I just mourned. "As enjoyable as it is to witness your mental breakdown, you are not to be here for long. I must set up a space for you in my dimension."

I sniffled, raising my head up to gaze at what I thought was up in this void. "What? Why?" "Because your feeble mind and soul are not equipped to withstand this plane of existence. You would simply turn insane and your soul would rot from inside out. It would be the most painful thing you shall ever experience."

"Oh."

I didn't know what to say to that. "It shall be only a temporary arrangement. Creating pocket dimensions is a lot of work." I nod, wiping my tears, I guess that would be a lot of work to do. I try not to focus on how being in this void of Osiris' creation made me feel.

Even though I knew it was temporary, I couldn't help but feel completely hopeless. I closed my eyes and kept them shut because I could at least see the darkness. Whenever I opened them all I was met with was nothing.

A sight I could never truly describe because I was sure I was never truly meant to comprehend it.

I wasn't built to see this, it was never for me to experience. And that momentous thought is what seemed to pull on the frays of my mind and undo them. I felt the longer I stayed here, the more insane I would become.

I wanted to beg Osiris to finish faster, but I didn't want to push her. I had no idea what her limits were and I didn't want to cross a line with her. So I just tried to stay quiet and keep my eyes shut.

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