I am just a man with the blood of the Gods.
....
"It's been a long time since I wrote something to my brother..."
*Creak... Creak...*
"Why did I not write to him?"
*Creak... creak...*
"Would things have turned out differently...?"
*Creak....*
"Breathing!"
"So, where am I?"
I thought as the sight of the clock registered my eyes.
"Three thirty six. Is is am or pm?"
I whispered to myself, my voice different than before.
'Why am I whispering?'
*Creak*
"The situation is quite weird."
Another sentence that I thought out loud, no movement detected, neither was there any signs of something living. Breathing was getting harder. I was on a noose.
"Guess I am alone."
*Creak*
I hanged there for a few seconds before getting down with some difficulty. The creaking noise stopped with it.
"I am weak."
"How!!!"
Not a question, it shouldn't even be, I can't be compared to this, this is a blasphemy of the greatest kind!
"Where am I? I shouldn't be dead dead."
I wonder why I am still talking to myself out loud. There is no one here. I wonder where this place is.
"Looks like some planet with humans on it."
Remarked my voice as I saw a poster that had female(?) humans in skimpy clothing and with a suspicious looking thing (microphone) near their mouths. It's an idol group poster.
"Pathetic weebs."
For the current me, finding out an open space was more important than surveying the place where I am. I could do it later considering that I can still use my self. All hail my God. I thought to myself, and as myself.
"That should be the exit. Exit is written on the doors. It should be."
Ignoring the childish things, I slowly moved towards the door with Exit written on it. It was unlocked and I was out of breath. I have ran less than two minutes.
"Let's go then without looking back at the room where I woke up."
"Someone died there, let's not destroy the crime scene."
In the empty hallways, my voice resounded like the calamitous thunder. I wonder if 'I' am a virgin or not. A question that aroused in my mind considering the state of my body and the visible bruises that...
didn't seem like they came from an alterations.
"Kinky~"
"Who should I ask though?"
....
Outside the abandoned mental facility, he was currently looking at the vast sky.
"It's night and calm and in the middle of nowhere(mountain)."
"I can see the city lights from up here though."
On the high mountain filled with the sounds of insects and wind, his voice felt quite lonely.
He turned back to look at the building he was in.
Longshan Mental Hospital.
"Traces of fire but only on the outside. Interesting."
"Now I have two choices; Either I leave here for the city right now, or..."
"I return to the room and check it properly."
"Hmm, which to choose?"
"Now that I have a clear understanding of the area I am in, along with the fact that I am alone at the moment, and the fact that the city is at sight, while an unknown empty mental facility is behind me..."
"I should check the mental facility and come back here to wait for any vehicles that pass by. I am not walking all the way to the city and a cab ride will definitely take some funds."
With that, he quietly entered the mental hospital again, this time with the purpose of ransacking it.
....
As I walked towards the room I was in, the condition of the mental hospital intrigued my interest.
The facilities were clean, the equipment were also in good condition, the lights were on and no signs of fire could be found inside. Everything except the cameras were in working condition.
"Hmm..."
"Did something happen in a scale that the entire hospital has to be emptied for some unknown reasons."
"I will look into that later."
As I was slowly wandering around the facilities while taking eatables from the food cafeteria.
"The reception even has some cash in it, I wonder how much would there be in the medicine counter. I should take a bit from there as well."
"An abandoned place, a desirable place for someone with a bit too much flame inside them. He he Fuck this shit."
With a bag of chips in his hand, and a pizza slice in his mouth, he reached the room where he woke up and turned on the lights.
"So it was some patient's room that I was in. I hope it wasn't mine."
Na Reili
"Reili Na, a weird name that I can somehow perfectly read and pronounce."
But a patient's room with just a bed, a chair, a fan and a small bookstand. Nothing else? Not even some form of clothing. Quite weird indeed.
"Or is this how the mental hospitals used to operate?"
I wondered while I went to the bed to pick up the ID card and smartphone.
Through the ID card, a familiar face looked back as me. One look at the mirror and I took the final bite of the pizza slice. I was pretty stale.
"It's my new face... and it has a name."
Bai Xue.
"Xue Bai."
"And~ the phone's off, maybe for a reason? Let's keep it off then."
"Nothing else except this?"
15 minutes later.
"Nothing else except that."
A conclusion reached after a thorough search of the room. It was just that, a room with bare necessities.
"Let's take the money and leave. I should take the rope with me, you know, just in case."
So after an hour of searching every nook and cranny, I left the hospital with a bag full of money and two bags of valuables.
My destination being the city that was at the bottom of the mountain. On that note,
"My eyesight has weakened."
"My body has obviously weakened as well. I wonder what may have caused that. Hmph!"
"Lifting the bags is tiresome enough, what lies ahead is a mountain path swirling like a snake around the mountain, a simple journey should never be considered to with such settings."
"The city is at the bottom. I am in the middle. The hospital is at the upper middle. With this body, I will die of dehydration and over-straining. The world will go on. No one would care for me."
As I was thought, getting a ride was the best choice.
An hour later.
"Thanks for your timely help, Mr Milkman. I will always buy my milk from you, mah man!"
I said to my benefactor as he put down my luggage from the van. God helps all, just need to wait for it.
"It's nothing."
The Milkman said with a smile. I looked at him and shook my head in empathy. Kind people do exist in the world.
"I will recommend others to you as well."
Words that came from my heart, spoken from my mouth, I truly wonder if I should ask him about the location on my ID card.
'Let's not.'
"... thanks for that, I think. So what were you doing in the middle of the mountain?"
The Milkman looked at me for a while before asking with hesitation. I can understand where he was coming from though.
A teenage with unkept clothes, quite a lot of luggage and rope marks on the neck, sitting by the side of a mountain path in the early morning. That's suspicious.
"Ah, that's an embarrassing story as me and my partner~ were doing some rough playyy~ but then some relatives of her husband said that they were coming home urgently and she had to leave in a hurry ur-gently... and I was left behind."
I shook the rope in my hand a few times and glory should I say, the man's face was sight to see. At least my humourous sadist hasn't gone anywhere.
"Look at the time! I am getting late. Sorry, I gotta go."
'Cliche!'
"No problem. Have a safe trip Mr Milkman."
"Now... what now?"
I slowly said before bursting into a merry laughter that didn't reced for a few minutes.
"I could have said that my bag has *that* kind of stuff. I wonder what face he would have made."
"Hmm? Would he have imagined?"
I didn't know what to do. I didn't know at all.
I...
The great me!
I have been dropped in the middle of ducking nowhere in this random sass body and a potential someone and for no reason at all, what the duck do I do?
I want to go back!!!
There's nothing to me here at all!
Whose life am I intervening? How should I face the people who know about this person?
What do I do?
He internally screamed and quietly walked the narrow road down the street. He didn't have a purpose but he had no desire to die as well. He never did. He was killed without his permission or knowledge.
No one asked him.
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For new readers.
"This is for conversations."
'This is for thoughts'
*These are noises/sound*
(Author's words)
[Don't know about this]
- Remembering something that was a previous event or sentence.
— Remembering something from flashback. Extremely rare.
-- Telepathy/ mind talking --
–· Group Chat and such.
And others will be added later on