《RE: Choice》Chapter 6-1 - Flight or Fight
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Something inside my mind clicks. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! I roll around on the bed with my arms stretched out toward my tiny head. My heart rate speeds up rapidly.
She said she was going to bring the doctor… is he going to cut off my tiny arm? Well, it's not tiny anymore… Shit… Do I stay here and hope for the best… or should I leave… or maybe I should hide… fuck I don't know!
I'm screwed! There's no left time! I hear voices getting closer!
"Please, wait! Please, wait for the doctor!"
I hear my mother's voice get closer, but she has company. What…? The doctor isn't coming? Several scary looking men enter the room with her. Fuck… Now what?! Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! I continue to roll around meaninglessly.
"Hmm… There is no doubt about it. This child is the demon that the kingdom's seer has warned us about."
Demon…? What the hell is he talking about?
"No… That can't be… My Durrendal isn't a demon! No!"
My mother tries to get closer, but the two other men hold her back. The old man stares into my eyes, and it feels like an icy cold katana is about to cut me down. At that moment, I realize. I can't run, and he's going to kill me. No… I don't want to die… I just started a new life…! I grit my teeth hard and quiver my entire body.
"The seer has warned us that a demon has manifested itself inside young child no more than two years old. Look at this body."
Something in my mind clicks again when I see his hand approach my right hand. He grabs it.
"These muscles… they are far too developed for a child like him. Didn't you say he grabbed you when you tried to breastfeed him?"
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"Yes, but… there has to be a mistake!"
He's going to kill me…!
"There is no mistake. It will all be clear to you soon. It looks like he's about to have a heart attack from my aura. What kind of baby knows what danger is? There is none. This baby is clearly a demon!"
Fight or die, fight or die, fight or die, fight or die…! I quickly repeat those words in my head as he speaks.
My heart beats even faster as he appears to take out a katana and points it at me. I'll… I'll fight! I quickly increase the muscle cell count in my legs and jump away as I see him plunge down his weapon.
"Demon! You've finally shown your true colors!"
"I don't know what you're talking about! I'm just a baby!"
"Dur-Dur-Dur… Durrrr…"
My mother tries to say my name, but she passes out. A man beside her catches her fall.
"A baby, you say? You speak as if you've mastered the language already. No matter. I will kill you."
Not without a fight! I need to make myself proportional… I increase the muscle cell count everywhere on my body that I haven't multiplied. Shit! Why can't you give me a long speech, so I can fucking prepare?! I jump away from an incoming slash. I see him stand there and think it's my chance.
I leap toward him and clench my fist. Take this! I throw back my right arm, planning to use the momentum of my leap as a power boost. Before I connect the blow, I feel the strength in my hand weaken. This sudden change shifts my hand in the air. My knuckles don't land on his cheek, instead, my hand kind of slides across his skin.
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What the hell happened? I can't make a fist anymore. I raise my eyebrows. I realize the answer when I try making a fist with my left hand. This cell count increase… is not permanent! Alright! I can use thi—
Suddenly, my view of the room turns upside-down. Huh…? I can no longer move my body as I helplessly drop to the floor. My view goes crazy as I land on the floor. By the time I realize, I'm looking at my decapitated body over ten feet away. Bright red blood spouts out of my neck. You… You've got to me kidding me… Shit… My vision slowly fades into blackness.
At some point, I find myself in the white room again. Huh…? This body is my real body.
"Durrendal… you've been a tremendous disappointment."
I hear Rigel's voice from somewhere around me, but I can't pinpoint where.
"Hey, what's going on? Where are you?"
"You can't see me anymore… Soon, you won't even be able to hear my voice. I've lost… and both of us will be going to…"
His voice fades out. I gulp. What's going to happen…?
The room gets dark again, and I lose all feeling of having a physical body. This again…? Am I being transported to somewhere?
In the next moment, I feel like I just made the greatest mistake I've ever made. My vision returns to me, as do my senses… but I wish that I don't have them at all.
I don't need an explanation to know, but this is probably hell. An unbelievable amount of pain surrounds my entire body, or rather my soul. I don't even want to think anymore. Ah, what a short miserable life I lived. I wish I was never born at all.
You've reached a bad end.
Option Reset
She yells and turns around toward the door. She violently opens it, slamming the door on the wall and runs out while continuing to scream for help. What the hell? I cock an eyebrow and take a look at my right arm. Oh… shit… My right arm looks quite muscular. It is near twice the thickness of my left arm.
I may have made a mistake… What do I do now…?
Just a note but… If the polls happened to be tied when I close it, then I'll let you see both paths. If they both aren't a bad end, then you can choose which one you want. I'll count the option that has the most votes. No ties allowed.
Next chapter will be up in like I dunno 30-60 mins tops.
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