> Male Reader
> Enforcer Reader
> Slight Romance
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When I think of death... the word that always comes to mind is abruptness. A sudden and unceremonious end. One second, I imagine myself breathing, thinking, existing, and the next... Poof. Gone. Just like that.
No fanfare, no dramatic final words, no profound realizations... just the quiet passing of an insignificant life that, in turn, leads to an insignificant death, destined to be forgotten by a world that never noticed it in the first place.
But... I was wrong.
I never could have anticipated that death would be so different from what I had imagined. I never expected it to be so...
Slow...
Every passing moment stretched unbearably, dragging me deeper into an agonizing limbo where the release I expected never came.
Painful...
With every fiber of my being screaming out, not for life but for an end... any end, to this unbearable suffering.
And yet...
Boring...
There I was... Watching as memories of my life flashed before my eyes...
Except... They weren't MY memories... These strange memories invaded my mind, mixing into my own memories.
Which memories were mine? Which memories were not? My mind felt like a tangled thread, every thought twisting and colliding with the next in a chaotic... FLASH.
I have never felt so... Irrelevant.
So insignificant.
Each second felt like an eternity as I struggled to make sense of a world that seemed... Fictional?
And all of this... all the pain, all the waiting, all the suffocating stillness, the visions...
happened because of a single moment.
A single spark.
A single kaboom that changed my life...
And possibly...
The future.
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