My screams are drowned out by the executing of another cube. "Stop it all," I can say, but nothing will stop this monster. I already stand out because of this glow effect glitch. "WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS, YOU MONSTER?" The creature bounds towards me, rifle in one hand. The only thing I can do now is stare at their creation, staring at me with its emotionless eyes, trained to eliminate all the glitching cubes.
"Heh," I thought. Most cubes would say their goodbyes to everyone they love in this situation. Not me. My parents were arrested when I was 3 due to hacking accusations. My siblings don't exist. And everyone who I thought could be my friend turned out to hate me. I should have ended my life a long time ago.
That's when I remember the pocketknife in my jacket. (A/N: Please don't ask me how cubes can wear jackets.) I bought it a long time ago back when I was confused about everything, thinking I would need it. All of us were currently hanging from a rope tied to our arm. If I cut off my arm, I could escape this bloody mess, risking a more painful death. So I did it.
And I didn't even feel anything, as if I was invincible. I felt like I was dying, but there was no pain, as if it all magically disappeared. I made a run for it, but started to pass out. Half way through the city, I realized I wouldn't make it. I would die. So I glanced at the knife for one second, and suicided.
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"So that's how you enter the official levels. Any questions?" "When are we going to learn about the best cubes like Sunix and TrusTa?" This is why I hate my job. "We will be going over that subject in 30 minutes. For now, we are taking a break." I hear all the happy yells of children (A/N: Or in this case, mini cubes.), but for some reason I'm happy too. Usually I'm just relieved that the madness is over, this is not like me at all. I head over to the break room and sit down for some hot chocolate.
"How are the kids, Amy?" "Fine, not as rowdy as yesterday." Yesterday was a disaster. Some problems were food fights, bullies, useless questions, and that was only a few of them. Thinking of them just makes me shiver. That's when I realize I was holding the hot chocolate in air while everyone was staring at me. "Can you please look away now?" Everyone continued doing whatever they were doing. I just went over to the bookshelf and picked up a book named "Altitudinem Gamva" (A/N: This is why I ❤️theshinyglaceon's stories ^-^). I'm about halfway through Chapter 9 when my timer notifies me that it's time for another round of torture. "Goodbye," I say, but nobody cares. Oh well.
At least it's not as bad as the guy who killed himself on the street...
So 506-word prologue! Idk what to put here, so have a lamp reveal:
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So yeah, first step to becoming RobTop. First chapter "soon" 8)
btw Reflection is now on hiatus
link to spoilers 8): https://docs.google.com/document/d/1xd28tgTCTGS2ETej4A3n_4U94zZBTwA1QzZ0C396qG4/edit?usp=sharing
