After lunch was over I asked my "parents" if I could go up to my room to sleep. They seemed pretty scared about it at first, however children's puppy dog eyes actually have an affect on them so, they eventually gave in. The main reason I wanted to go back to my room however wasn't really to sleep, I wanted to understand the language. I wanted to understand this world better before I decide weather to throw in the metaphorical towel. I especially wanted to understand this "connection to the world".
"I wonder if this bookshelf has any picture, or learning books?" I say to myself taking out the first book from the bottom. However once I flip through a few pages I go to the next.
1 Hours Later
"...How, just really how?" At this point I had gone through all the books in my room, a five year olds room. Yet I found NOTHING, not a single picture book or language learning book, nothing. All I can think is how at this point, were these parents unready to raise a child after five years, or am I missing something. It just didn't make sense an entire bookshelf with no picture books.
Just as I was thinking about why I noticed something, strange. the words on the bindings of the books started to move, changing the words altogether into something new. when I got a closer look they seemed to be... merging? To a language similar to english, and sometimes almost looking like cursive. So with this I decided to read more thoroughly, and try to understand the content.
1.5 hours later
It happened again, after going through only half of the books this time,the words got even closer to english with only minor differences. The question no is why the amount changed? Was it because I was more thorough in my reading this time?
2.5 hours later
I read 3 books of about 200 pages in length, and now the words are english and I can derive meaning from them. I wonder if this is the "connection to the world" or a type of magic that my "parents" talked about?
"Zenith diners ready!" Trish called out to me
"huh... I guess this will have to wait." I wisper to myself "Coming Mother!" I say as I open the door to rush down the steps.
"Oh there you are sweety, have a good nap?" Zenith asked with a voice, laced with all the love and care a mother should have.
"Yes mom." I say, almost convincing myself I'm just a five year old.
"Well that's good son you'll need all the rest you can get for tomorrow." Roland says as he's sitting down reading a book.
"What's tomorrow?" I ask.
"Tomorrow will be your awakening party." He said enthusiastically. "We'll be inviting our freinds family's to meet you."
"Oh ok." As I say this I think to myself about what type of parents these people are, and how nice they seem.
After dinner
I decide to walk up to my room to sleep, however before that I need to visit the bathroom. There are some reasons for this: one, I want to see weather there's plumbing or running water, two, I want to take a shower if there is one, three, I want to see myself in the mirror because I still don't know what I exactly look like. When I enter the bathroom door that's next to the kitchen I do see a sink, toilet, shower and a mirror. I sigh in relief as I realize there is running water. First I look in the mirror, I see a decently handsome face for a five year old with messy black hair like my mother and... black eyes? Neither of my parents have black eyes... is it a resesive gene? I don't think much more on it as I finish by taking a shower and go up to my room to sleep.
When I fall asleep I hear a female voice.
"Hey wake up... come on wake up... WAKE UP YOU FAKER!" As she screams at me I'm shocked awake.
"uhg... Who are you?" as I wake up I see a woman with long green hair. brown eyes and a glittery green dress that would make most heads turn.
"Who am I... I guess you could call me your world." she says while rubbing her chin in a thinking pose. "I know who you are as well, you're the faker that amazing person chose to succeed him."
"Are you talking about that boy?" as I ask that she grins. "Hey you pretty quick to catch on. Yes I'm talking about the boy who's body your inside of."
Ok this person seems to know the situation I'm in, so she might be worth talking to... even if she's condescending.
"So where are we? It's pretty dark here." I wonder aloud hoping she would know. "Oh, this is just your mind. In fact even I'm a bit confused. I've been inside other people's minds before and usually they have something very prominent, a painting of a memory, a house, or maybe just a color! However yours is just... bland." she replied almost like she didn't care, I'll need more time to understand her true personality.
"So why are we in my mind?" I asked here directly. "Oh I just wanted to see his choice." she looks me up and down before continuing ".... Very underwhelming".
Before we continue I see a light
"Oh, well guess we're ending here. I'm only going to come back if you do something interesting... However that's definitely not going to happen soon, Sooooo bye." with that before I can even respond she disappears and I wake up.
Nothings very special when I wake up. In fact I was expecting to see my new "parents" immediately, but it seems this body's just an early riser. That's fine with me though, considering it also gives me time to take in information. Such ad apparently this body belongs to some amazing kid named Zenith... who's amazing without ever being awake? It's an interesting narrative. However maybe the world just needed a friend and called the boy who she was always communicating with through dreams an "amazing person". That does explain everything, but I need more information before a final judgment. Especially because it doesn't exactly explain how he "picked" me.
I guess now I should just read till I'm needed, after all I still don't understand this world completely.