Fiction: "You will never accept the truth you refuse to believe in"

about 2 years ago (Edited)

There is a slight misinterpretation what “power” actually means. There are various types of it. I refuse to believe that a confusion who gets what can be this big. I can lift a car, and what exactly can you do? This does not make any sense. Shouldn’t I be talking to flowers or some nifty pastel-toned capability like that?

Ok, this was completely off-topic. Back on track. Or, off them…
There are other things I refuse to accept or believe, because they suck. Apparent, you think that I know the truth about what happened in the future but I refuse to believe it even when I saw it multiple times.

To my understanding how things work there, if that is what happened, I should be dead. But, whenever I take a look at that, the same thing shows up. And yes, I can not believe any of that, because to me it looks like I am a hypochondriac, I am inventing these things out of a paranoia. If I tell you about it out of a context, what would you think?

People don’t get younger, they don’t lose gray hair all of the sudden, they don’t change over the night, they don’t get stronger, faster, and they can’t lift cars. I feel half dead most of the time. This body doesn’t feel like my own.

Thing I see every time is me collapsing on town with amedhya and then waking up sitting on the chair covered in multiple injuries, holes and laceration.
A human nurse is explaining that I had a driving accident and they already gave me something to fix me.

I am pale like a chalk, saying that I am not healing so she gives me more injections of something to help me.
Her devices which she used to scan me, flickered and malfunction, so she assumed me having a higher energy potential, that I am artificial, and she treated me like one of those beings.

I am still bleeding and she is confused telling me “my matrix is fine…”.
Inside of me those things started to go alive, I panicked, ran outside and I was already inside of a time conduit fighting amedhya who did not recognized me as his pilot, but as an intruder.
The driving experience was a pure horror and I was fighting both amedhya and whatever was put into my blood. We banged against the walls of teh conduit and amedhya was screaming like a demon trying to get rid of the unknown “kidnapper”.

Instead of the concave horizon like before, a conduit started to collapse into itself, forming some sort of the energy pattern I never see before nor I can start to explain what it might be…- and amedhya was plowing through all of that straight into the point where everything disappears.
No matter how I tried to stop him raging I could not, he did not recognize me and was convinced that I am one of those evil beings. And we are talking about a huge dragon, so it is teeth, claws, spikes and huge fucking wings, hitting and smashing.

Before we reached the collapsing end of the conduit, I let go and amedhya smashed at the conduit wall falling back and out of the stream.
But for me, I continued sliding towards that ending point, where everything ends inside of something that can’t be seen, felt or in any way determine.

I don’t know how you want to call it. Beginning of time? Genesis? A God? What I saw was… and was not exactly grandiose. Maybe somebody more affluent could describe it as epic. But I can’t. I knew I shouldn’t be there. I call it a SCREW-UP.

If you ever had a feeling of an absolute panic and sheer terror, that you have to immediately pick up your shit and deleted yourself and any proof of your presence … that would be it.
But, I could not.
That point of an absolute nothing, felt like forever and it expanded, and kept on expanding like some sort of a giant void.

There was no end of that wave of expansion, and I knew I will be in trouble, but I couldn’t get away, get out and it just kept on going.
Next thing I know … I am back here.

I know that I got up and I didn’t look like myself. I don’t know what I saw at that point of nothingness, I have no name how to call it, I have no idea what they put inside of me, and I refuse to believe any of that is real.
This whole situation sucks, it is things going from bad to worse, from crazy to insane, from impossible to “just fucking no way!”.

So, you read it and think of it how ever you like.

Previous chapters:
1. Fiction: Story or whatever you wish to call it... about me, and ... unfortunately... you
2. Fiction: Instructions for New Moon event - If you see yourself dying it is NOT from us
3. Fiction: "I WILL NOT SERVE DEMIURGE AND HIS QUEEN OF DARKNESS!!"
4. Fiction: Dealing with new shit and you know, "Kal'El"

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Cover Image Source- NFTShowroom - The old one - Ancient entity by @gooze

Faceless entity known as the old one, long before humanity created civilization, there was a unique being called the one, he was responsible for creating whenever he wanted, dimensions in which creatures made in his image would live. In one dimension it created beings without heads, powerful, with multiple extremities and with control over some aspect of nature, these creatures revered the ancient because he gave them power and consciousness, after his first son died, the only one with a head of all beings it created, the ancient god took his head and carried it with him, protecting it as a relic of his world and proof of its existence.

Footer Image Source: Special Edition - The one who bewitches with his gaze by @gooze (UNIQUE EDITION)

This is the third companion of the fighting goat and the snake demon, he is not that strong but he is the most fearsome in terms of the use of magic, despite his great body his abilities of melee combat are not compared to the goat or the snake, it is the only one of the 3 that does not represent an animal since its power comes from the kingdom of the dead, so he covers his face with a mask in which it only His eyes see very little, this mask helps him to channel his energy even more and with his eyes manages to paralyze his enemies, even being stronger than him, he manages to deceive them with illusions with which it is very easy for him to end them later . -Photoshop edit of a previous ink drawing. -One time edition.

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