Looking out over the beautiful landscape of lushes hills and proudly standing trees stood a boy on the rails of a bridge. He had specks of blood covering his face with combed black hair and bloodshot eyes. His storm-colored eyes leaked tears like a fountain as they looked around wildly. His white button shirt was ripped open, causing it to dance in the wind, revealing a bruised and scarred body where his ribs stuck out due to malnutrition. Burn marks dotted his chest like splotches of ink on a canvas while stretch marks rippled like waves on an ocean. His face wore a manic grin as he licked spots of blood from around his mouth.

Looking down he sees the valley that stretches off towards the horizon. Deep depression of the earth carved into the world bounded by hills sloping down to a muddy and polluted stream that sickened the world around it like a virus. [Fucking humans, pieces of shit don't realize what they have until they destroy it. Fucking hell I sound like Grey, well with more swearing, but I guess that’s what happens when someone is inside of you.]

Raising his hand he points a Glock 26 Gen 4 into the air and fires it until the mag was empty and the knockback fractures his fragile wrist.

A timid look comes over the face of the boy as it softly speaks. “I don't want to jump, please don't make us, please!”

A lost expression overtakes the timid one “I don't see why not. There is nothing left for us here, I may as well let him take over.”

The manic expression and wild eyes snap back to reality “Who the fuck cares about what you guys want to do? We can play later, but right now it's time to see if we can fly! hehe haha”

[ I always wanted to fly, but Green was always such a pussy.] He glares enviously at the birds “All that freedom wasted on mindless bags of flesh” He mumbles before he jumps.

With those last words In his head, he leaps from the bridge without hesitation into the open air.

The pure undiluted feeling of freedom along with the air caressing his face is invigorating as he plummets towards the rocky river bed [Guess we can't fly, my bad guys haha]. An excited giggle bursts free from his lips as the unknown enigma that is the sweet release of death approaches.

Or I would have if everything didn't just stop. Time did not freeze and he did not fall unconscious. No everything just turned black as a vast expanse of nothingness greeted the boy. [Well that was boring and anticlimactic. I want a refund.]

“Hello! Anyone out there? Isn't this the part where we are meant to be judged or some shit?”

There was no reply

“God? Allah? Hello?... Oh, come on I wanted a good debate on why the world is so shit!”

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An immeasurable amount of time later

A perfectly sane mind floated endlessly around in the emptiness. Three individuals were in a mental construct of a figurative room.

They all looked like the boy who jumped off the bridge. The only differences where the height and eye color. The original storm colored eyed boy laid on his back staring at nothing.

The other two boys where half the size of the grey-eyed boy but they still had identical features. One of the miniature boys had grass green orbs instead of eyes, and was curled up into a ball on the floor crying and mumbling “Mummy, Daddy why did you leave us.”

The last boy who had blood-red eyes was currently walking along the ceiling of the figurative room while singing “35693258743634754576 Bottles of Beer. 35693258743634754576 bottles of beer on the wall, 35693258743634754576 bottles of beer. Take one down and pass it around, 35693258743634754575 bottles of beer on the wall.”

This scene played out for ten more verses before the grey-eyed boy yelled at the red-eyed boy.”Will, you shut up! It's bad enough as it is without your singing Red!”

“Hehe” ‘Red' backflips off of the ceiling, landing in front of the grey-eyed boy. “Oh, boo fucking who, Mr. I controlled the body for 15 years, 9 months 3 weeks, 2 days, 5 hours,23 minutes, and 42 seconds is upset. Well, Grey, I was just trying to drown out Green’s whining. It's not like there is anything else to do here, We can't feel anything so I can't cut you guys or myself, jerking off doesn't work. All you do is lie down, no fun at all.”

A timid voice broken by sobs comes from the corner of the room as ‘Green’ looks up. “If you are...sob...so bored then why...sob...did you make us jump?”

Red” smiles widen “Oh poor naive Green, we jumped because of many reasons and issues.

But if you gather around for story time I will tell you a tail where I use words to paint a glorious picture.

It started when we were 9. That's when our father left us and mother. This didn't affect me much as I didn't know the asshole, not being ‘created/born yet but Grey wasn't too happy about it and him leaving caused mother to go back to live with her mother.

That wasn't so bad, or at least what we remember of it. But then grandmother died when we were 10 due to throat cancer and that's when things got bad.

Our dear mum met the chief of the police at the funeral. An abusive heroin addict. Fuck knows how he made the chief of police. The beatings started when we were 11 and didn't stop. Boiling water, punches, slaps, cutting our flesh, belts it didn't matter to him. Our body was used and abused, ah the good old days. At some point, he became mums supplier and she wouldn't leave him, dumb ass bitch."

Grey looks annoyed at this statement but does not interrupt.

"That's when she started to hurt us yelling that we were the reason Daddy left. We didn't get to eat much and we were a skinny runt. We could never study at home with everything going on, along with our dyslexia, we fell behind in school and soon the kids started to bully or avoid us.

But the last little ray of sunshine in our life was when we were 15 and we came home to find that our dear mother had hung herself. That's when I was let out. I saw the world for how it was. One big boring fuck fest.”

Green looks upset and scared but will not let the issue go. “But we didn't have to jump or kill him. We could have gone off into the world.”

Grey sighs as he replied “Yes we did, our world was a big mess. I agree with Red on that one.

All we did was live to work, there was no meaning, The people barely interacted yet still cared so much about how others viewed them. There was just no excitement in the world. Only working, bitterness, corruption, greed, boredom and needless judgment as these people went about their seemingly meaningless lives as they try to follow the countless social and political rules.

So Red decided to kill the chief of police. He took his gun and as he drove us to the funeral. Once we were on the bridge he shot him in the head, put the car into neutral and put the handbrake and pulled over to the bridge and jumped.”

“Well, that's enough of that depressing backstory.” A tall green-haired, purple skin individual appeared within the figurative room.

Green flinches at the sight of the newcomer. A spark of hope appears within Grey’s eyes. While Red burst out into laughter “You look like a fucking grape.”

“Toby I have come to speak with you.” The entity continues after ignoring Red.

“Hey, hey grape man. Are you here to grape us? Because that would be grape. Hahaha”

Grey shoots Red a meaningful glare. Red nods his head in understanding “Grey wants to go first, he’s been itching for a fisting.” Grey slaps his forehead in exasperation.

“I see, I need to fix this error before I can have a proper conversation with you.”

With a snap of his fingers, a shock wave is born, which obliterates Green in an instant while leaving Red looking like he traveled through a human-sized paper shredder. Red locks eyes with the entity and smiles “Thank you for the pain daddy, but if I see you again I will CUT YOU UP INTO BITE SIZE PIECES BEFORE SHOVING THEM UP YOUR OWN ASS!.”

A mild look of confusion and concern overtakes the entity's face before falling back to indifference. He then clicks his fingers again, which turns Red into a crimson mist.

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POV of the entity

A shiver went down my spine as the Red-eyed boy was removed. [These personalities are strong. That Green one held on longer than it should have. And that Red one. The is no way it should have survived a deity level psychic attack, especially considering that it's basically a glorified mental construct]

“Thank fuck for that”

Grey holds his head in pain and confusion.”What is going on?”

“Hey don't look at me I only left you alone for 10 min, although now that I think about it was probably 44 thousand years for you in this distorted space.”

“...”

“...”

“You fucking what mate?”

“Yeah sorry about that, let me just add an emotional damper on to you”

“...”

“Alright all good”

“...”

“Really? Great, I don't have much time for this, but I should explain to you why you are here.”

“Yeah, that may be a good idea.”

“Your death is partly my fault.”

“I see.”

“And those others will be back after a day or two, I only forcefully removed them. I could remove them permanently...”

“No! Despite their flaws, they are the closest things I have to friends. Green was always like a little brother to me. He was always curious and so pure of heart and the smartest of the three of us. Red is like my best friend. He may be an asshole but he is always able to do what needs to be done.”

“I see well, I was the one who took your father away to the world Gia to be a hero. I did not think it would have such harmful consequences to his spawn. As a way to apologize, I will send you to the world of Gia…”

“I want to fly.”

“I didn't finish...”

“I don't care. As Red would say, humans are pieces of shit and I want to fly.”

"...Ok but there are conditions. Gods and deity used to reincarnate people all the time, usually with three wishes. But after so many of these people being assholes, idiots, and generally not worth the effort the high council has now decided that people need to go through a trial to get their wishes."

He nods in understanding.

"As compensation for leaving you here for so long, I will give all of your personalities wishes and allow you to reincarnate into a random bird so you can fly in your trail." [ I did accidentally leave a broken mind alone for 44 thousand years in void space with nothing to do.]

"I...Thank you." He says in an emotional voice as he sent off for his trail on Gia.

"I wouldn't thank me yet Toby, you're in Chaos's hands now," I say to the empty void.

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Regular POV

With that Toby felt himself flying off into the nothingness, spinning erratically before he felt the sensation of being squished and compressed into an egg shape.