Marvin began to look around, trying to see or recognise where he was. But all he can see was lights everywhere. "Probably in heaven. Or hell," he muttered. He looked down to see that he was wearing expensive clothing including new, white skin. "What the fück." Marvin said. "How the hell does someone go from black to white?"
Oh silly Marvin. You didn't belive me did you? New you. You have no choice, child
Marvin heard her voice and shuddered. He was maybe imagining things. Marvin began to take a few steps into the light and, the light began to dim into darkness.
Guide yourself child, if you want to live a life, where you can sleep and eat, and... if you want to live again, you'll guide yourself.
Marvin gasped. He walked deeper and deeper into to newfound darkness and soon bumped into something. Or someone. "What the fück? Another one?" A girl's voice echoed from above me. He looked up a little to see a pale face look down on me. "What?" She said. I stuttered, "Can you give me directions to life?" She began to laugh. Really hard. He blushed and began to walk away, but she grabbed him by the collar of my shirt, "sure." He looked up to her as she looked down, "for a payment of course."
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Fantasy3 words to describe how Marvin Conner's life changed in an instant. Is there hell? Or is there heaven? Because where Marvin finds himself seems like a mix of both. And being an asexual, is also hard. Especially when the girl who loves him, want to u...
