《Another Naruto Fanfic (Not For Fun)》Chapter 3: Merciless angels
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As I pierce through the light, I felt something gripping into my head tightly and is pulling it out of the darkness; it hurts so much! 'Now that I think about it... I feel that something was pushing me toward the light when I was in the darkness'.
The moment my head was completely pulled through the light, the white color of the light exploded into a lot of colors. The new sight was too much for me to comprehend, but I comprehended one thing... 'I can breathe!'.
Being able to breathe meant that I have a physical body; which reminds me of a certain text in one of a holy literature of my world quote "And you have certainly come to Us alone as We created you the first time, and you have left whatever We bestowed upon you behind you. And We do not see with you your 'intercessors' which you claimed that they were among you associates [of Allah ]. It has [all] been severed between you, and lost from you is what you used to claim." Especially the first sentence "And you have certainly come to Us alone as We created you the first time" which means that in the judgement day, God will resurrect me just the same way I was born.
The colors in the background started changing, I could feel that a huge figure is moving me currently, as if it was toying with me. I perceived that figure to be one of the angels, since in the literature it says that god is so great that he has no figure. While trying to explain what is happening to me currently, that huge angel did something which caused me to feel a lot of pain on my back! I started crying uncontrollably, while thinking 'Is this really the beginning of the torture? How come I wasn't judged? Did I do so much wrong in my life that I don't even deserve an explanation or a judgement?'. Those were the worst scenarios that could happen, and being anxious, I could only think of the worst.
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I was moved again by the angel, and now I can feel something entering my mouth releasing a sour substance inside it. I wished I could bite it or take it out, but I am being forced by a high force to drink that disgusting substance. I could only think of the weird disgusting substance that those who went to hell will be forced to drink.
I hear the angels making some weird noises. The noises are unfocused and unclear to me, but as I put all my effort to focus on hearing what they are saying, I could hear a language that I knew very well! It was Japanese... or was it Chinese?
I was lost in my thoughts thinking about some weird racist jokes, such as how every asian country there end with "knees"... I also thought about how Chinese language sounds a lot like "Ching Chong Ling Long"... Yeah, I used to laugh at those jokes when I was alive.
I could feel my body being moved again, this time a new angel that has a much smaller figure than the other ones appeared in my sight. The head of its figure started approaching me, not stopping until it reaches very close to what I perceive as my body. I felt I was going to be eaten by such monstrosity, so I tried my best to fend off the head of that angel who looked like it was about to bite off my face. I could feel my baby hand, so I gathered all what I had of force to swing it at an angle in which will help me hit the location where the angel's eye should be located...
The results were... Success! I could hear the angel screaming and throwing me away from itself. All other angels reacted by screaming, but I was happy that I survived torture, at least for the moment...
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In a matter of milliseconds, I could feel myself falling from a high place with my back facing the ground! I knew that it wasn't over, but I had nothing to grab into. My back, my bottom, the back of my head, and my legs, all hit the ground at the same time, making me feel a huge amount of pain for a certain period of time, before losing conscious.
I opened my eyes, I felt myself laying down on a hard as rock plain. My vision was clearer, and the pain I felt before losing conscious has already faded away.
Just as I started to comfort myself that the torture has ended -at least for today-, I felt a really horrible being came to existence! It was letting out a lot of pressure that I felt suffocated by its sheer blood lust. While being suffocated, I felt a burning sensation in my body, and I couldn't but say in my mind 'Ah shit! Here we go again!'.
After the burning sensation disappeared, I felt that I could breathe easier. My vision was clearer, and I could hear things around me better. But despite all of that, I could still feel the pressure of the killing intent. Which reminds me of that time a hired killer entered the class to kill the son of a rich government official. He was an expert, that once he aimed the gun at the kid, we all felt like if the gun was pointed at us... I won't lie... I peed myself a little that time.
In what I thought to be eternity, I could feel myself burn couple of times, as the pressure applied on me continued to grow. Every time I feel myself burning, my overall body strength and my perception over things increases dramatically.
It wasn't until this moment that I finally made a decision to look around. As I was looking at what I believed to be a room, I saw an object inside a cabinet... That object made me realize that I am retarded... That object was a 'Cliff hanging on a rope?'
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