Tsksks
After Pulling down THE TRIGGER OF THE WIND-BREAKER, OUR PROTAGONIST could ONLY THE SOUND OF ITS BULLET piercing his brain, THE SOUND OF THE surrounding air, the same air that keeps every living organism alive, going at mark 10 without breaking a sweat, A sound that brought fear and merciless death to COUNTLESS PEOPLE and won wars in a matter of days, such was the sound of the wind-breaker, mankind's cruelest weapon, and as it echoed through the RED MOUNTAINS filling that world of RED with despair, all that our protagonist could hear with his remaining brain and conscious WAS HIS OWN LAUGHTER!
The Protagonist:
"KA...KA…KGHAA!"
PUKING blood from his mouth coloring his teeth red, there was not a single doubt about what was his fate.
The Protagonist:
"So…this…is…death…KGHA…My…head…feels….so…hot...it..…hurts…..so…much…but…the…cold….wind….it…feels…so…nice….I…can't…hold…my laughter…KGGHHAA...KGGHHAA...KGGHHAA…"
After puking even more blood and losing even more of his consciousness, our protagonist cannot even stand on his feet as he falls to his knees spreading his arms wide to the sky, like he is preparing to give a big hug to an angel, BUT!!!! No angle has come to take him to the afterlife, as his head spills its matter and blood, in quantities you could not even imagine. Nevertheless, he didn't stop laughing and smiling, not for a single millisecond, he was delighted, the happiest he had felt in his entire miserable life. Laughing and smiling like a fool as he finally ended his misery, his endless torture in that world of Red, ignoring his indescribable pain, all he could think about was that he won, he reached the end, and after breathing his last breath, he shall no longer feel pain nor sorrow, that is why he could not stop laughing, has he realized that he reached his flawless victory!
The Protagonist:
"Still…..to..…th..ink…..that..…it….wo..uld…take…so…long....to…die…is...so…infuri…ating....it…must…..be…..your…doi…ng…..ain't…it…FATH…ER…KKGGH…HAA...KK…GG..HHAA...KKGG…HHAA….s..o….you…even…goi..ng…take…away…fro..m…me…the… qu..ick …rele…ase..of…dea..th?!"
"YOU FUCKING BASTA-KKKKGGGHHHHAAAA!"
[Damn it if I only had a second magazine this would be already over]
"KA…KA…KA… KGHAA!"
Loud and heavy breathing
[Sooo, this is the end, I thought it would be more extravagant, or very least more flashy, death by suicide, I remember being taught that those who kill themselves go to a different kind of hell from other sinners, it has been told that those who take their own lives will be shown a different outcome, a different life they could have if they didn't commit suicide, a bright future that could easily be achieved if they just didn't give up, to those kinds of sinners that was their torture, so I wonder….what kind of future would the devil craft for me…]
One by one, our protagonist's fingers lost the grip on the wind-breaker until it fell into the RED water that surrounded him, even though it was made from stainless steel it floated on the water like it was made from a sponge, but it didn't matter to him anymore, he didn't care about the absence of logic in that world, he didn't care about anything, all he wanted is to die, to go to the afterlife, all he could think is when the grim reaper is going to take him, but as the sound of the wind-breaker falling to the RED ocean echoed, filling the world with that single sound, suddenly an another sound could be heard from a distance, a metallic sound that sounded close to the sound of the falling wind-breaker, but with one The clear difference, it grew stronger like the source of that metallic sound got closer and closer to our protagonist, and indeed it was, a shadowy figure, built like a bodybuilder, with muscles, that you would only see in cartoons, a shadowy figure that one could easily mistake for a monster but was indeed human, a BLUE colored one! But no matter how terrifying that creature looked and no matter how close it got, our protagonist didn't care, you could even say that he didn't realize that he was approaching him, not till it was one more step away from crushing him, but even so, as he finally realized, that there was something in front of him, all what our protagonist does, is to grin! As he said to that BLUE figure in a sarcastic tone.
The Protagonist:
"What…took…you…so…long…Mr. Angle…of…death?!"
He didn't ask for a response nor thought he would get one, in his mind, he knew that for an angle, and especially for the angle of death, his death meant nothing to him, as he was simply doing his job, so our protagonist knew that there will be no sympathy from him, nor even a tear, he merely came to take him to the afterlife.
The Protagonist:
"I…remember…being….told….that…you…look….like…a…skeleton… wearing….black….clothes….and.…wilding….a.…white…scythe...but…I...guess…they….were…wrong…or…are…you….changing…styles…not that…I…care….nor…it.…actually….matter…just.…take….me…to…hell….already…I…am…getting…sick…and…tired…from…this…pain"
Silence
The Protagonist:
"Mmmm so you won't even do that, what a letdown Are perhaps new at th- s̷̢̧̧̪͑͛h̴̯̀u̸̬͕̤͊́̽̏̚͝ṭ̶̨̡̦̠̥̄́̒̊̎͋̕̕͝͠ ǘ̷̲̻̜̪̗͔͎͚̯̝́̆͗̽͠p̵̥̱̀͑͠
[It spoke!?]
Without any time to possess what he just heard, the BLUE figure quickly took the floating wind-breaker, reloaded it with a BLUE magazine that he pulled out from his belt, and pointed it directly to our protagonist's face!
Silence
The Protagonist:
"Ah?! You….kidding…right?! Is…this…how….you…are…going….to…take…me?!"
"Well….I.…guessed.…right….after…all…you…angles…don't…have…the…slightest…of….sympathy…for…humanity…don't…you?!"
The angle of death:
"Who said that I have come to take you to the afterlife?"
"You aren't that stupid ain't you, REXY!"
UPON HEARING ITS WORDS, OUR PROTAGONIST OR TO BE precise Rexy's pupils BECAME SMALAR AND SMALAR AS HE COULD NOT BELIVE WHAT HE HAD JUST HEARD, AS REXY'S MOUTH BEGAN TO TRUMBLE LIKE THE GROUND ON AN EARTHQUAKE, ALL WHAT HE COULD SAY BACK TO HIM, WITH HIS LAST REMAINING SECONDS OF conscious IS.
Rexy:
How do you know tha-Tsksks
AND WITHOUT ANY FURTHER WARNING THAT BLUE FIGURE, SHOT REXY DESTROYING WHAT WAS LEFT FROM HIS HEAD AND SPILING ITS GUTS EVERYWHERE, AS HIS LIFELESS BODY FALLS TO THE WATER ONLY LAUGHTER COULD BE HEARD IN THAT WORLD OF RED, LAUGHTER THAT QUICKLY TURNED TO A SCREAM, AS RIGHT AFTER HE WAS SHOT, REXY Woke UP FROM HIS Dream?!
Well, that is unexpected…the main protagonist didn't die in the first chapters of the story, what a shocker! KA-KA-KA.
GOING BACK TO THE story!
WAKING UP FROM AN ENDLESS NIGHTMARE, SCREAMING HIS LUNGS OUT, AS HIS heart BEGAN TO BEAT FASTER AND FASTER, HE KNEW THAT THE ONLY THING THAT COULD CALM HIM DOWN, WAS TO COUNT PRIME NUMBERS, JUST AS HIS MOTHER TAUGHT HIM, YET HE COULD NOT, THE SHOCK THAT HE FELT FROM HIS DEATH IN THAT WORLD OF RED, DEATH THROUGH THE WIND-BREAKER ABOVE ELSE, WAS SO GREAT, THAT HE COULD NOT THINK ABOUT ANYTHING ELSE, THE ONLT THING HE COULD THINK ABOUT IS THAT PAIN, a PAIN SO STRONG, THAT HE COULD PASS OUT AT ANY MOMENT, THAT WHAT I WOULD HAVE happened, IF NOT FOR REXY'S SUDDEN realization.
Rexy:
"PINK…."
LEFT TO RIGHT, ABOVE AND BELOW, AT ANY DIRECTION AND AT ANY ANGLE THAT HE COULD PULL OFF, I TRIED TO FIND SOMETHING THAT WASN'T PINK.
BEHIND HIS BACK, UDNER THE BAD, EVEN INSIDE THE CLOSET, THERE WAS NOTHING HE Hadn't TREID, CHECKING THE CLOTHES ONE BY ONE, OPENING EVERY SINGLE drawer, no matter how ridiculous it might be, he checked if it was PINK.
Rexy:
"A PINK bed, a PINK pillow, a PINK mattress, PINK walls, PINK plushes, a PINK ceiling, PINK clothes, PINK flowers, PINK balloons, even the light that was shining from the fucking PINK lamps was PINK!
PINK! PINK! PINK! Why is everything here colored PINK, what the fuck is wrong with this room? It's like somebody spilled PINK paint on everything here! WHY IS EVERYTHING HERE FUCKING PINK!"
"AND CATS!"
" PINK -colored cat plushes! PINK -colored cat pillows!! PINK -colored cat-shaped chairs!!! Why is everything related to FUCKING CATS!!!!!!! PINK and cats….EVERYTHING HERE IS PINK AND CATS!!!!"
FINDING HIMSELF ONCE AGAIN YELLING, HE COULD NEVER IMAGINE THAT A SINGLE COLOR AND ANIMAL WOULD MAKE HIS BLOOD BOIL TOO MUCH.
Rexy:
"Who designed this room? It's horridness! Who in the right mind would come up with such a room, what kind of psychopath would agree to build such a room, even the goddamn flowers here are cat shaped, WTF is wrong with this person, something must go wrong with his birth! There are no logical explanations for this room's existence except for insanity! Who sleeps here? Who thought it was ok to build this room? Mankind achieved global peace to hang the one who agreed to create this room, and let me guess I am also a PINK-colored cat-shaped human!!!"
[…]
[...]
[.....]
"Well maybe not, Ka-Ka-Ka."
[Something is wrong here, wrong with me, why is this room pissing me so much, it is just a color, just a cat-themed room, I have gone through worse, why this room makes my head tremble so much, is this what it takes to make me lose my shit?!]
"I think this room made me lose the last drops of sanity that I had before, KA-KA-KA…"
With his laughter echoing throughout the room, Rexy could no longer support his own weight as he fell to his knees, and his vision began to blur, only sobs could be heard inside the room, while his checks turned red, Rexy could not stop himself from hitting the floor with his fists.
Rexy:
[Damnit, I am crying, I am fucking crying from color, what gives, is this how little it takes to defeat me?!]
Punching the floor harder and harder, Rexy thought to himself, how lucky that nobody entered the room yet.
"I…would…kill…myself…if…someone…heard…me!"
[…]
[...]
[.....]
"FUCK…."
After whispering to himself, Rexy stood up, whipped his tear and his snot from his face, took deep breaths, and began to count.
"1, 2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13."
Just as his dear mother taught him, he started to count prime numbers.
"31, 37, 41, 43, 47."
The more he counted, the more he got better, like a magic spell, The moment he started to count them, he immediately began to feel better, and combined with basic breathing exercises, it was like he never lost his mind a mere moment ago.
Rexy:
"KA-KA-KA, well this is much better!"
[You saved me again mom, I truly don't know what I would have done without you…]
"All right, playtime is over, let's get out of here."
[I guess no matter how many prime ones I count, this place still makes my blood boil, I wonder why…]
"Oh well, thinking about it even more than I have already, would be such a waste of time, so fuck it, let's just leave this place."
As I started walking toward the door, I felt a sharp pain in my hands, followed by a dripping sound, I immediately thought of my mental breakdown, which made me giggle at my pathetic self, nevertheless, I tried to shrug it off, but for some unknown reason I couldn't shake it completely off from my mind, I mean it is only blood, there should be no reason for me to worry about my fists so much!
Oi bossu, stop beating around the bush, and answer me this question, what color was your blood? Or to be precise, what kind of Red?
REAL? OR IMAGINARY?
Rexy:
"H-hey….th-this is my blood ri-right?! I mean it can't be someone else, other than mine, b-but this color, something is wrong about it, no…..it's not my blood that has weird color, it's the room, this PINK something is really wrong its shade!"
[That's it, I get it! That is what made me feel uncomfortable, in this room…]
"It's the PINK, this PINK is wrong! It must be!!!! But it doesn't make any sense, no matter how long I look at this room, at everything that is inside this room, this color, it doesn't have any resemblance to any kind of PINK that I know of!!!! No matter how loosely you would define it, no sane person would call it a shade of PINK!!!!!! I don't understand! It can't be PINK! This shade of PINK should not exist!! So why, WHY!!!!! Why whenever I look at this room, the only reasonable way that I could describe that color is as PINK!!!!!! I know that I said it too many times but I don't think there is another way to explain it. I know that it isn't PINK! I know that there is no way you could call it a shade of PINK!! But it is!!! How could I not call this PINK?"
[Wait….something…wrong….th-this….already…happened….before!]
"A Déjà vu?!"
[But this doesn't make any sense, this is the first time that I am inside this room, the first time seeing this PINK! So what's going on here?]
Once again that PINK room made me lose my mind, as I began to breathe heavier and heavier, my hands began to shake, my heart pressure started to be higher, and my teeth started to tremble, I didn't understand why I was afraid, but it didn't change the truth, my body and mind go to a battle mode, to make sure that my chances to survive are the highest, but simultaneously my head began to spin, it hurt me so much that once again I fallen to my knees holding my head and screaming from the pain, it is like from just seeing my own blood, my body was attacked.
Rexy:
"I….ge…t….it….this…isn't….the… PINK ….that….started…this….pain….nor….the…color….of…my…blood!"
[It's the difference between them]
"J-just…l-like…in…..t-that…w-w-w-world…of…re…ah?!"
[What did just say? World of Red?! What is it?! Why did I say the world of-"""You aren't that stupid ain't you, REXY!"""
[What was it?! That voice!!! Why does it sound so familiar?!]
"""Feisty aren't we Rexy?! Did something good happen?!"""
[Damnit it hurts so much, what's going on here?]
Tsksks
[A gunshot?! Why did I hear a gunshot?]
Tsksks
[That gunshot, why it sounds so familiar...a gun….a BLUE revolver! No.....]
As his breathes became heavier and even heavier, tears began to fall from his eyes as he fell to his knees putting his hands over his face, trembling in fear as he remembered everything that had happened to him in that world of red.
Rexy:
"What is happening to me, what's going on, I can't take it anymore it hurts so much, RED mountains, RED sky, RED Ocean, RED sun BLUE revolver, prime numbers, angle of death, PINK, red, BLUE, cats, hell, blood, death, I can't take it anymore, I am losing my mind, kill me already, take my life, it hurts so much, I don't understand anything, I don't understand my self, this room, those colors, this blood, this body, this flash, burn it, destroy everything, just end it all, and kill me."
KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME.
Save me, Mom!
WARNING: AN imbalanced OVERFLOW OF IMAGINARY ENERGY HAS BEEN DEDICATED! Initiating anti-berserker safety protocol stage 1
Rexy:
"Ah?"
While curling into himself and wishing for the sweet release of death, With No Further Warning a purple glowing circle filled with strange purple marks appeared below Rexy, a purple glowing circle that creates purple cuffs, immediately after showing up, Rexy stood on his feet but could move, as his legs could not stop shaking, while the glow of the purple circle is only getting stronger, to a point that he could barely see the odd PINK room.
Rexy:
[Move! Why can't I move, why can't I stop my legs from shaking, Damnit! What's going on here? I can't even see anymore!!]
Metallic clamping
Rexy:
FUCK THEY GOT ME!!!
Biding him with their cold metallic touch, Rexy was trapped in that odd PINK room, with no way of escape, as the purple cuffs grip got stronger and stronger, Rexy began to meaninglessly pull out the cuffs and chains from the floor, where the purple glowing circle was placed, but in the end, it was pointless, bet even so he could not stop, he tried, again and again, pulling harder and harder, till his teeth and eyes began to bleed, but the longer he fought, the stronger those purple cuffs have become, not yet he mumbled to himself, I am not done yet he screamed, as he began to pull the purple cuffs and chains so hard that the floor began to crack, harder and harder, even at the cost of his arms, rexy would not stop for a millisecond, no matter how painful it was, he continued to pull those cuffs and chains.
Rexy:
GET!! AWAY!! FROM!! MEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
AS HE yelled, RED BOLTS Started TO FORM FROM THE FLOOR and break down the cuffs, the chains, and the purple glowing circle, SLOWLY and steadily a bit by bit, everything they came in contact with. they tried to destroy THEM, but they were too weak, a reflection of their master, who slowly began to look like a monster, like a beast caged in a chamber, with monstrous teeth that could tear flash on bones effortlessly, his yells and shouts could no longer resemble of a human being, he had become a mockery of a human, and he began to realize that himself, but he could not care less, as the floor shuddered from his pure strength and THE RED lighting bolds, but he STILL could not destroy the purple trap, as it spoke once more;
WARNING: Anti-berserker Safety protocol Stage 1 has failed to contain the subject, moving to Stage 2: REALISING ANESTHESIA GAS.
Rexy:
"Wha...sleeping gas?!"
"NO!! I WON'T KNELL!! NOT TO SOME PATHETIC CHEMICALS!!
"NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!"
"FUCKING PURPLE SLEEPING GAS!!!!!!!!!"
"ITS!!! EVERYWHERE!!!!"
AS EVERY CORNER OF THE ROOM WAS NOTHING BUT GAS, REXY BEGAN TO PULL AS HARD AS HE COULD, HARDER AND HARDER, THE HARDEST THE HE COULD EVER PULL AND EVEN BEYOND THAT, HE PULLED SO HARD EVEN HIS TEETH BEGAN TO SHADER ONE BY ONE, AS HIS YELLS BAGAN TO RESEMBLE THE DEVIL HIMSELF, THE RED LIGHTNING BOLTS FINALLY WERE ABLE TO DESTROY THE PURPLE TRAP!
Rexy:
"DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T BREATHE! DON'T SLEEP!!!!!!"
Oh Oh, Game Over #℅€1¢0∆ You Closed Your Eyes.