Paracosm

Being gifted with such a forgettable face, Mikah Kymani fails time and time again to use this strange power correctly within the fallen community of Illaoi. Lacking a true identity, Mikah struggles to find meaning in a life so stationary. However, with constant flashbacks to the past, his patience begins to dwindle and rebellion sparks. Will the meaning of this power be revealed after all that is unveiled, or once more, will he find a way to misuse it?

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Unaware of its depth, the plummet seemed endless. A spiral into the forbidden. My eyes struggled to stay open against the wind's forceful lashing. A suffocating clench that kept my body fighting for air. I felt like I was going to die. And somehow, that thought was the most soothing. Why should we fear this lasting escape from all hell on earth? Why is the easy way out, the hardest to crave?

Gathering my final breath, at last, I broke through what seemed like glass. The peace that lay within a moment of such freedom had shattered, forcing the remnants and recollections of reality to pierce my skin, vengefully. A spiteful beating for having felt that serenity, even for a single second. We lived in captivity. Forever and always. Surely, I was reminded of that.