《Her memory》chapter 1
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I was never that religious person in my life. Yes , I believed in the existence of god who created everything but that was it. I never really thought about death and what came after it .
Some people claimed that being dead means you cease to exist. Then what about the soul ? does it vanishes from existence forever ? or does it return to the creator and go through the so called resurrection process.
Whatever was the answer , it doesn’t change the fact that I was here inside this complete darkness. I was floating, hovering in an utter reflectionless black .i couldn’t tell whether I was drifting or suspended in place . All I knew that there was nothing else here , whatever here was .no sound or smell nor touch in this endless sea of darkness. I was deprived of everything
It was peaceful at first , I felt like I was nothing and everything at the same time also felt like nothing existed aside from myself
As time passed I recalled more of what I was. A human , or that what I used to be . I used to have a body…., hands and feet .
I tried moving my limbs like I’ ve always done . Yet I couldn’t feel anything . I couldn’t even feel myself breathe.
Fear took hold of me, it didn’t come with any physiological signs that I was accustomed to , no trembling of my body , no thumping of my heart.i wish I could feel something , just to verify that I wasn’t just a consciousness that existed .but I was stuck here as time passed with no way to keep track of.
If anything , my sole hope was the vague memories that came to me from time to times in flashes , I thought about how my life went , from being abused as a child , to growing up and leaving home .Going far away and relying on my own to sustain myself. Even that proved to be futile , I had no other choice but to take the first chance to completely disappear far away .Another country with a fresh start , I liked the sound of it and enjoyed the days I ve spent there , leaving all the bad memories behind.
Then it hit me , my last memories .How I died , and the last people I ve talked to , Max , Sarah and Pr.Claire
I felt bad for Sarah , she would end up tormented now, losing two friends in the span of a few days .
I wish I had a chance to say goodbye to her, or tell Rose how much I loved her , even after all those years , my feelings never wavered for her
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I grew more and more mad with each subjective moment that passed , to my frustration I couldn’t even vent my anger or scream.
I simply existed
I tried to keep my mind busy as much as possible, the letter and the cube I received from Rose and those assailants. Nothing really made any sense as I tried to piece that puzzle together. what were even those creatures.
Thinking and replying to myself ,that was probably the only thread keeping me from insanity in this endless abyss of darkness.
How much time has passed since I was here ?in this state of utter nothingness , there was no way to tell whether it was moving slower or faster.I didn’t really know.
I soon grew bored of the incessant fear, anxiety, and paranoia that gripped at my insides...if I even had insides
It was only when I started feeling things around. Shadows blurred from time to time far away. In this solitude , I thought my mind finally started breaking and hallucinating . The fact that I wasn’t able to feel anything made it even worst.
Then at some point I started seeing it , or perceiving it would be more correct. I was drifting in what it felt like a sea , not of water but of an immense will .it was too large for me to even understand , I was like a speck of dust inside a giant galaxy of darkness. The fear that hit me was incomparable to anything I ever experienced before, I was completely vulnerable in face of this will.
[FINALLY] a powerful majestic voice resonated from everywhere around me.
It shook the whole darkness around from just one word and sent an immense unexplainable pain through my mind as i felt my whole existence was on the brink of breaking apart
I felt the desire radiating from the vast will. trying to make me yield for it. It was followed by a pressure pushing in what I could only describe now my soul. By this time , I was able to see the endless maze of dark threads surrounding me , hundreds of thousands of snake like threads. I was floating at the center of them. I felt the alien mind towering on me trying to deprive me of the last thing that made me exist and be who I am.
Pain
The first ever feeling I experienced after all this time was pain.it started faintly like stinging sensation , only to tremendously increases in few moments . It was as if the will created a body for me only to torture me again and again. Huh , I guess I was that lucky after all. With no way to know what would happen to me , I chose to persist despite knowing how futile my efforts were. whatever this omnious will was going to do to me , my mind told me that it will be the end of me if i yield to it.
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In the wake of Adam resistance , the pressure of the will receded , like a becalmed sea. The stillness carried with it an ominous sense of danger and threat .Adam was isolated and helpless. His mind and thoughts were no longer his , he was reduced to nothing but a wisp of will that strangely took hold inside the silver crystal that infiltrated his body before he died .
The once rough crystal transformed into a smooth pearl with cyan blue hue. It was surrounded by dark threads that only managed to leave some taints on its surface.The pearl was the innermost core of Adam’s being. His last will to survive and find the truth.
Adam has went through a lot in his life , yet even death didn’t bring any peace.
The vast will of darkness became a hurricane of knives ,scoring marks on the miniscule core where Adam's soul took place . The will made sure that the pressure was at a level that wouldn’t shatter the core to oblivion but also came with endless torturous pain. Still Adam resisted , in this unthinking state he was in, a certain familiar presence helped him hold together as the barrage of knives continued.
All they could do was bring pain that carried a promise. This nightmare would come to an end the moment Adam yields to the being.
Days passed since Adam started resisting or maybe months ? .time had no meaning in that place. The memories of Adam’s life , his struggles and desire for a better life. All the hardships he faced so far forged him into a new being. He would look at the infinite and face it with unwavering defiance.
The will seemed to conclude the same thing and accepted that pushing more than that would break Adam’s remnant forever. that wasn’t its purpose , not after finding an opportunity like this.
[FINE]
The Sound of heavy chains trembling against each other echoed through the space. It was followed by glass shattering sound .
the space around Adam was torn apart just to fit him to pass through what looked like a portal.
And instead of just a small pearl , Adam gained a whole new body.
[YOUR DESTINY IS SET ]
That was all before the vast will that lurked for millions of years in that void returned to its silent state.
Amidst all of that , Adam’s mind drifted between consciousness and blanking out.
I felt something at first… a slight prickle on my arm …few moments later I felt another prickle , yes . Across my back. The prickles soon escalated into a piercing pain that run through all of my body. Yet I couldn’t move any muscle , I waited for another round of prickles to come. the feeling of needles digging into every pore of my body , I could feel the sun heat burning on my back all the way to my feet as I staggered to do a simple move
my vision began brightening until the void I was in turned lighter and lighter.it was followed by distant sound of screams and shouts of agony and acidic smell of blood mixed with dust.
From the trembling of the ground and shouts , I could tell a battle was occurring nearby
Lucky me
My eyes snapped open as I examined the environment around me just by twisting my head which proved to be very difficult . I was at the center of big crater made of what looked like ice.
At some sides of the crater, frozen inside the ice there was figures of humans with big frames , black toned skins and leather armor that looked somehow familiar.
it was then when it clicked , my memories ,were gone .All of them
a wave of panic overtook me as I adjusted my self .i struggled to even lift my head and my panic wasn’t helping at all
my body felt foreign to me , heavy and stiff like it was made of lead .
I parted my lips to force a note of my throat “ huuh…. Huuuuh”
Hearing my voice made feel a bit of relief ,I only had a moment to check myself as I was naked like the day I was born before a deep loud voice roared from the side of the crater
“HOLD !”
I tried to look at the owner only to find him just few feet away from me holding what looked like a giant mass ,
Another wave of pain struck the back of my head as I went unconscious again
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