Karma

Hubris pt. 2

Gary's POV:
"JAMES WHERE'S RAYMOND? I GOTTA TELL HIM ABOUT THIS NEW INVENTION I MADE!"

James sighed.
"Wow nice to see you too. You can't even show me your creation first? What a good friend you are."

"Pft. I like Raymond more than you."

He pretended to be shocked and then shrugged.
"I mean, Raymond was announced to go to the office. He might still be there you know."

Oh yeah. I'm stupid.

"Well should we go spy on him..?" I nudged James.

"How about no."

Well damn.

"I'll just wait for him then."

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Raymond's POV:
My eyes slowly opened and I found myself laying in the middle of the woods, right beside a pond.
I've never been to this area before.

But it wasn't a shady place. It was quite the opposite the sun was literally shining on my eyes.

"What...just happened?" I murmured to myself, covering my face to block the rays.

Why do I feel as if my life force has been drained out of me? I feel as if I had just woke up from a hibernation.

I took a deep breath as I slowly stood up. My legs shaky like a newborn baby.
My arms were sore and I reached to massage it.

But it felt unusual.

I looked down.
Why do my muscles feel so...small...?

I could've sworn it wasn't this weak befor—HOLY SHIT.

No way.

I slapped my face and felt every inch of it.
Skinnier. I became skinnier.

My hands flew to my waist.
"Oh my god I can feel my ribcage."

Then down to my thighs.
"Oh my god I have a thigh gap."

What is going on?
I leapt to the pond and looked into my reflection wavering in the water.

I looked dead.
Way skinnier than before.
Even a 10 year old could pick me up and throw me across the Atlantic Ocean.

"...I'm dreaming aren't I?"
I managed to get a laugh out and went into pushup position.

But as soon as I lowered myself an inch, my arms gave out and I fell to the ground.
Face covered in dirt.

"Well it's obvious I can't do my regular hundred pushups when I just woke up...yeah, that's right." I nodded.
"I'm not weak...I still have my powers."

I placed my palm up in the air and concentrated on making the clouds dark.

1 minute.
2 minute gone by...
Nothing.

I shrugged it off weakly. "Well the sun is so bright that you can barely see the clouds..."

"How about...I..."
I picked up a sharp piece of tree bark on the ground and clenched it. With a quick slash, I cut my arm.

"Please heal..." I muttered.
"Please..."

The blood kept gushing out from my arm.

"No...it has to heal. It has to."
A gave it another slash.

I stared at the ground. Full of ants and small patches of grass and tree roots spurting out of the ground.
They were decorated with red splotches of blood that were dripping uncontrollably from my arm.