He was a guy, a person whose name he has now forgotten. He was wandering through the halls that echo and at some point reached level 999. It was dark, the only sound present was his own breathing and the sound of wind passing by. It brought him peace, he sat down upon the sands of the floating island. Everything else being a void of stars and beauty, the darkness comforted him. He was sitting on his knees as he focused so much on the sound presented to him that his brain completely shut down, and he was left with his instincts. But they didn't do anything either. His body... It was like he was becoming one with the unchanging level. His whole journey through the backrooms. And through this hellscape, he found true peace of mind. But how did he got here he thought to himself as his brain began working once again. Through the beauty of socialization in level 11 and 48, into pure isolation in level 95 and then... The halls.
This place was cool for him, he thought that the experience of this world was interesting and beautiful in a way... All until insanity caught him. The sound was becoming louder and more annoying, even though a slight rest and relaxation on the music of the wind for a day or two is nice... At some point his ears felt numb, as if the sound was taking away so much from him. But at this point, he had lost all his power, it was like he was a statue, as he lost hope of life, his body began giving him up as he fell back blacking out... It was over for him...
As death, put its cold grasp on him, the backrooms glitches him out of the island as he fell down into the void he so much enjoyed. He felt nothing at this point, not only because he was unconscious, but because the wind took away from him a lot... Memories, senses, and feelings. He was empty already so death took back its hand and let what was empty remain empty... "Death? It is a change of forms." He heard a voice in his mind. Even his dreams showed emptiness. Then he woke up, back on the island above the infinite void. He quickly sat up and looked at his arms, as he saw himself glitch out, like many things inside the backrooms. "What is happening to me?" He Asked himself wanting to leave this place, and as he gave the command, the backrooms took him inside of the sands of the beach and just like that. He appeared in Level 11.
He looked shocked as he saw a few wanderers they looked at him, for a few seconds before proceeding to do their things. And him, he stood up and looked at his arms again, but the static and glitches seemed to disappear. It was instinctive for him to ask what was happening to him, but now he had no memories of his past self beyond being someone who have wandered the backrooms.
His confusion didn't stop there as he wondered how did he get here. How did he move from level 999 to level 11 directly. It was impossible he thought, but what happened to him didn't leave him room to doubt that it happened. He thought about traveling to level 0, and just like that he noclipped through the ground into falling on his face on the wet carpets of level 0. "Yuck." He washed of the moisture he had on his face with his shirt. But this travel proved him one thing, he has full access to the backrooms. "I wonder if I can summon items..." He rubbed his chin for a little and tried to do that, but failed miserably. But it didn't matter he had access to every level so he could just try and find those items, without a problem. "Any level?" He thought to himself as he remembered that one person, from M.E.G. told him about the frontrooms and from where he has been sent into the backrooms, He was sympathetic then, Maybe even now.
With that, he thought of returning back to earth, and the backrooms allowed, but this time giving him a stairway he could walk on. They were going up, toward the light, he reached out to it. It was so beautiful. As it enveloped him, he suddenly ended up in a back alley of some city... The sound, it was piercing after his deprivation for so long, he felt as if his organs would blow up and it made him want to throw up. This world was new to him, yet not. though he hasn't been here in particular.
He looked around before, walking out of the alley. There were people going on with their day, it seemed new to him seeing people like this. As he walked around, he saw a giant TV with a video of a lady presenting the news, But her voice seemed to not break though. He stared blankly at the world before him and felt weird about it. He wanted to go home. So he let reality let him return as he was returned back to level 0, from where he thought about getting some knowledge on which levels he could go to, maybe find somewhere to live, or just to explore some more, But for now he needed to think and so he transported himself back to level 999 without any problems, appearing back on the floating island, but this time, the air seemed to be patting him gently, he heard the softness of the wind, He laid himself down on the sands and looked up into the sky. He asked himself if he even needed to go anywhere else, when he is now in peace. He thought to himself for a long time, but no concrete answer emerged from all of it. He didn't know what he wanted, but did he need to?
From a single question even more emerged. And not a single answer to any of them. He decided to stop thinking and pat the ground, As he stood up and began walking around, until he returned to the halls that echo, Level 145. As he walked around he saw a wooden door, which he reached out to open. As he looked beyond it, he saw a pathway surrounded by nature. Level 563, Perhaps the backrooms are telling him to take a walk and think things through. So he listened to his inner voice, and walked for miles and miles, questioning what he wanted to do. Even though he was curious over the frontrooms, since it was now new to him once again. He wasn't sure because that place made him feel strange. He walked for quite a while now, still he didn't made a choice.
'Perhaps the middle is the best I could choose...' He thought to himself as he reached the foggy area of this level, still it didn't stop him from continuing forward which put him in level 10.
As he looked around, he decided to take a random path as he enjoyed the howling of the wind amongst the golden wheat in the ground shaking over the flow. He thought to himself was he always there, as the choice has been made for him to cross over the frontrooms and the backrooms. But now... He has forgotten everything before his 'reincarnating?'... 'Death?'... 'Transformation?'
He was unsure of what happened to him, his mind didn't register the fact that his own nature has been altered drastically.
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Before he got here, he was a kid, just a care free kid, which feel into depression, because of problem with life. When he got here. He went through so much as his instincts for survival took over. A 12 year old child, faced with the horrors of this place. But now, after 4 years of being here. He has changed into some what appreciative over it. It took away what he didn't want anymore.
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Now, He was a completely different person. And things changed even more as deprivation took away, what he had left of him. He was a thinker, a more open person. His mind was free of the shackles of the modern day world. He didn't had to deal with the responsibilities that it brought him. He was a free soul, to survive. And now? He remembers only the new start that has been given to him. His mind was empty as he continued walking, So much so, he forgot his power even existed. As he looked around at those beautiful sights, he saw a patch of canola on his path. As he walked in, the surrounding suddenly changed. It changed the surroundings into a beautiful sight of green and yellow. At this point he believed, that he belonged there. He was now at level 184.
It had almost the same vibe as the last level, but this one had more life to it... At least there might have been. There were abandoned structures, amongst the canola and grain fields, and an abandoned rusty car far into the distance. He was enjoying himself looking at the views as he continued walking.
As he got to the unkempt field where the car was placed. He rubbed his hand on its roof, before he sat himself on the driver's seat. He sat there for a few minutes before he decided to go to the frontrooms. As he wished for it, he got dragged into the seat, before he appeared somewhere in the frontrooms.