Owie! Ouch!
Pain!
I would like to be thankful for not being dead, but this is so much worse than that.
From the moment I woke up, I could feel something wreaking havoc throughout my head. I feel like my skull is being squished and my brain is being strewn aorund like food in a pot. It's quite the opposite of comfy I must say.
Arghh!
I hate this!
Oua! Argh!
First almost dying and now this torture. What did I do to deserve this? I'm just a cute little baby, this is too much for me, I want to scream and cry. I just want to bawl my eyes out in pain right now.
Yet only a single tear rolls down my cheek. Whatever is tearing me apart has also completely paralyzed me.
As the hours pass, I cannot move a muscle while my head is torn apart inside out as if it's looking for something.
I'd like to go back to drowning thank you very much. Fortunately, I am starting to get accustomed to the pain. To think that I was scared of needles once.
I'm pretty sure this pain has something to do with that weird ceremony at the mosque. Yeah, that would explain why the Demoness was worried.
Eh. Who cares, no point in wracking my brain over it now.
I spend another half hour in pain seeking comfort in the fact that the crybaby is likely experiencing the exact same pain, but without the mental fortitude of a grown man to help him.
Hehehehe, Karma's a bitch
Then out of nowhere the tearing and breaking stop, instead my head starts healing.
Yes! Finally! If I could move right now I would let out a huge sigh of relief. It's finally over.
Hallelujah
I enjoy the feeling of healing that, while still a bit painful, is nothing compared to the agony of before. Then I abruptly feel like my head is splitting apart.
It's so much worse than before. My brain feels like it's about to explode, but it wasn't really my brain, it was something deeper maybe it found wh-
I open my 'eyes' in a foreign land. Floating, disembodied, on top of a turquoise plain with shrubs and flowers of every color of a rainbow.
Grazing the field in the west is a herd of purple, white cows currently being harassed by mischievous flying monkeys laughing and swooping down from the twilight sky to pull on their horns.
Opposite, sleeping in a fetal position, a mountain like Snorlax is terrorizing the east with its snoring.
"Ow"
I pinched myself to see If I am dreaming, surprisingly I am not. Then, what the hell is this? Am I tripping on LSD or something?
I got to say though even if this is me tripping hard on drugs, this world is mesmerizingly beautiful.
Suddenly, I feel a shiver down my spine. I spin around hastily to see eight eyes, hanging from a tree, staring at me.
Ew!
I immediately want to slap the spider away, but nothing happens. I try again but no results. Oh right, I don't have a body.
So, I choose the second-best option. If I can't kill the spider I'll just escape. Those cows look way cooler to hang out with anyway.
"That's hurtful."
Wut?!
I spin around again only to see it swinging from its web looking at me with a mocking glean in its eight eyes. Weird, that's how I look at people.
Hey, only I am allowed to look at people like that. I'll have to teach this guy a lesson! But more importantly.
[Did you just talk?]
[Yes.]
A tiny white spider is talking to me. What has my life come to?
Only a few months ago I was just chilling at university and now I'm being drowned at ceremonies, tortured through unknown causes, and talking to spiders.
[What do you mean hurtful?]
[You said those cows were cooler than me.]
Hold up, I didn't say that.
[You read my thoughts?]
[Yep.]
[That's an invasion of my privacy!]
[Ok, sure buddy.]
This little shit is mocking me. Just wait till I get a shoe, then you'll just be a stain on this pretty little apple tree of yours.
[I heard that too. Also, don't be so butthurt, you're also invading my mind telepathically right now.]
[No, I'm not I'm just talki- Oh shit]
I hate to admit it, but this annoying little spider is right. I don't have a body, so I can't talk anymore.
[What is this?]
[Don't get any crazy ideas. You didn't unlock a superpower. You're not Charles Xavier or anything. The only reason this is happening is because of our connection and your lack of body that is making you subconsciously transmit instead.]
Damn, no X-Men for me.
[Ok, this way too elaborate for me to be on drugs. Where am I, and what do you mean connection?]
[Let's see, in simple terms, our connection is I am you and you are me. As to where this is, this is our soulscape.]
[Sure, yup, I didn't get any of that.]
[Ok so-]
Just as the spider was about to answer, the Snorlax cries out as a golden sea of light rises on the horizon, moving rapidly towards us, devouring the sleeping giant and everything else in its path.
[Seems were running out of time. I didn't think that thing had already gotten this far. Alright, Julian, I'd love to chat with you more, but you're going to have to go. You being here was a fluke anyway. Bye-bye.]
[Hey wa-]