《Ascension Game》6th Entry - Death
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Where am I? everything is black, and I do not hear a sound. Wait, I do not sense my arms or legs! It is like I have no body.
I panic, but my breath is not getting heavier, and my heart is not going faster. Am I dreaming? Several hours pass; that is the impression I get.
I remember now that a black knight killed me, but his spear did not hurt me. Could it have been the pain limiter? I think they talked about being isolated in the presentation; that is what is happening to me.
Once you get accustomed, this situation is comfortable. I start to rest, then fall asleep—several hours pass.
I am still in the dark. I can’t tell how long it has been. If I remember correctly, the presentation mentioned three days of isolation. That’s a long time. I start to think. I think about the girls at the station. They did not pay much attention to me in college; It’s probably going to be the same here. I think about the presentation; “Get to the top of the tower first, and you will obtain all you ever wanted.” These words resonate in my head; with all that happened, would it be possible? I think about the things that I want.
I realize that I do not get hungry in that state and do not need to go to the bathroom.
I think about the people at the station, about my friends. They remind me of how much of a loser I am. They don’t value me. I don’t want to see these people. If I don’t talk loudly, I do not exist; that is how it works. I hate this system, and I hate myself. I decide to stop thinking about that. I don’t want to be sad again. Maybe this place is my second chance. Perhaps here, I will find happiness.
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Time passes, and many questions pop into my head. I want to learn more about this place. Being stuck here is frustrating me. I’m getting bored so much that I start to scream as loud as possible. I try to sleep to make time pass faster. I wake up and begin to meditate since it’s my only thing to do. I alternate between thinking, sleeping, and meditating for a few hours. I’m getting good at meditating; my mind gets empty sometimes.
I think more than two days have passed. I keep up with my routine. I get mindless in my meditation sessions; no thoughts bother me. I’m at peace for a short moment, then suddenly: light.
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