The light of the brilliant day began to wither and wroth as I made my way back to the grand hall. Without shock the simp in the butler Benjamin greeted me once again with a seventy five degree bow. "Thank you." I said curtly, faking my sincerity towards this nobody. 'Today is really bad. First there is indigestion, then that retard named Alex really had to really hit on me… Hopefully I still have an appetite3. Otherwise this meal of mine would go to waste.' I thought as I began to finish up my breakfast on the fourth attempt today. Hopefully there won't be a fifth… "Young master. If you are feeling unwell you may tell me and the other servants about it." I snickered under my breath. "Alright." I curtly replied, not having the energy to be nice to him. He bowed once more like the dog he was. The dog he has always been.
'Looks like I'm finally done with my breakfast.' I thought as I wiped my lips with the back of palm. Benjamin rushed over to get the plates and to serve down a cup of tea. "Thank you." I said somewhat lazily. Not exactly having the energy to do my accent correctly. He bowed. "Young master Alaska. Please be safe." I nodded. 'That's certainly a weird thing to say. It's as if you're trying to say someone's out trying to get me.' I thought as I stared down his widened smile and dwarfish grayish blue eyes. I continued to stare at him before back into the hallway and entering back into my bedroom.
I threw myself onto the bed. Resting myself onto the soft sheets where I could hide. Where all pains would seem to go away. It was as if this bedroom of mine had magical spell of sorts. A magical spell that is sure to protect me from all discretion committed against me. I began to smile as I sank into the pillow. Resting my chest onto the soft gray sheets. 'This play is just like heaven… No. No. This is better than heaven.' *Durrrr* *Durrrr* My phone rang and my eyes shot right to it. Staring at the contact details I began to see my paradise wisp away. To be stolen from me. It was like having my youth and innocence stolen from me. My teeth rattled along with my shivering lips. *Durrr* *Durrr* The phone call started once more. I continued to stare at my phone. Staring as a void formed out of my eye. I could not even handle the sight.
'The epitomical sign of the avalling end. The heterosocial augmentation. The fate left unbound. The post humanity invasion. Pre-liberal anarchy. Cyclical streams breaking into ashen weaves. It… It…' I made my way out of my bedroom for my restroom. Making my way over to the swinging window slot. Unveiling the prescriptions. My thoughts rushed again. 'It. It. It's watching!? It's wa-' I threw my daily medication into my mouth and fell into the bath. Feeling the warm water brush up against my clothes, I began to sigh. 'I'm finally back. Back to this world…' I stared at the bath light radiating rays above me. Staring. Staring. Staring with this innocent gaze. Like a little girl of the age of five brought before court to pay the costs of a crime that she had never committed. To be watched over coldly and meticulously by old colossuses more than three or four times her size. Watching every single movement be it a simple twitch or a furious rave. Being watched. Watched as the court of old colossuses came to a judgment after a long debate of incomprehensible and foreign words and hearing the final judgment. Death.
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I sighed before feeling the heat burn off my stresses. "It would just be nice to be like one of those isekai protagonists. Living a life of liberation free from all constraints and living the life they have always wanted to live. To live without bounds and to live a life all to their own." I monologue as I make my way over to the garage. 'It would be nice to go out on a drive. Then I won't be so stressed.' I contemplated as I opened the garage door and descended the spanning flights of stairs that stared over the bottom of this facility like a height over a ravine. "Why the hell does there have to be so much stairs!" I complained as I eventually got to the bottom of it all.
I walked into a realm of pure darkness and snapped my fingers. The abyss bursted into luminance as bright brilliant spheres hung suspended over me. The spheres were made of many small little battles no bigger than my palms. I began to avert my gaze from the smooth asphalt ground and pinned my gaze to the lights. 'They've always said that this place was like a sun to them. Well… I mean it quite literally is in a way. After all, it's meant to be another sun.' "A bright beautiful brilliant sun that would be there for you even if it was the night." 'It's beautiful, but I don't think I can ever appreciate something made by my family. After all, they are all scum. They exist to no inferior, they exist in Sol. They are superiorly blinded raccoons, all assortments of an inferior state on part to an accursed and decadent raison d'etre. The brisk brushes of ink calligraphed thoroughly through the blank slate of a paper would echo through the marble halls of eternity as they would meet their inevitable judgment. This is their fate. This is inevitable. This is invictus. My invictus. They shall all die.'
I made my way into the car of my great-great-grandfather. The only man of the family that I couldn't exactly get myself to hate. 'A former governor who had worked tirelessly for the people and sought to make every one of them a king. It's just a shame that he had to die so young. To have died to the son of the loser who he was railing against.' I paused as my neck began to itch against my cyan cotton sweater. 'But would it really be accurate to portray such a man as being of the same blood and flesh as them. The rotting mangled carcasses of twisted and elongated limbs reaching beyond heavenly extent. Their faces only known to fungal rot and the taste of a burning piece of shit, a taste that they only know as a joy of heaven.' I sighed as I began to work the car. Turning the key in on itself and igniting the fumes of the raging car I began to take off.
Taking off really slowly. 'On second thought I shouldn't be using a 140-year old car…' I thought to myself as my left foot escaped the car. 'But now that I am thinking of it.' I turned back to the car and smiled. "I guess I can blame Alex for it." I said as I stared at the wheel. *WHIIIIIIIRRRRR* The car revolted and slammed into the wall. I fell out of the seat and landed back first. My back falling right onto the floor for my flat surfaced impalation. 'At least… I… I. I. I. C-can.' I gasped as my throat was filled with lead and oil. 'D-die. Free.'
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