Plop.
Hah...
I layed down on my bed, genuinely exhausted.
Using the second movement of my swordart really was tiring...
"You know, S....You should be more careful when leveling up your swordarts.."
"Hm?"
I was a bit surprised that Sora actually started a conversation with me first.
"Why? What are you talking about?"
"S. Whenever you level up your swordart, since your body isn't used to using a more powerful movement, it will have some consequences on your body the first time you use that new movement you unlocked."
I was now a bit confused.
I did remember adding this but since the past main characters were already leveled up, i didnt add any specific details about this information.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Well. The more powerful the swordarts you learn are or the higher level you are, the more painful the consequences would be. You were lucky to get a nosebleed but....There's been more...severe cases of people almost dying after trying a new swordart."
...What?
There's....no way...
..Right?
I don't remember adding this detail in my novel..Or maybe it was just something i forgot to mention before?
Sigh..
This is giving me a headache.
"Alright...thanks for the heads-up..i guess."
"I've given you information that could better prepare you for the futur, since this is still my body...and all you say is "Thank You" with a monotone and bored voice??"
...She talks too much..
..She reminds me of myself back when I was in middle school or early high school.
Those were some embarrassing times.
"Can you shut up? Your giving me a headache."
Responding coldly, i glanced at the time..
It was around 2 pm now.
I could either eat or sleep.
'I'm not really that hungry to be honest, and I feel pretty...'
Yawn..
'...Tired.."
Unconsciously, i closed my eyes and slept almost immediately.
***
"Finally that body-stealer is asleep, she's lucky she's in my body or else I wouldnt have warned her about the dangers of using a new movement..."
"Uh- You did sound a bit more rude...and, body stealer? W-What do you mean by that?"
Sora glared at the black haired soul coldly.
"This is MY original body. This person suddenly kicked me out and tortured me by making me....watch every thing they fucking do..."
Soraya stayed quiet, although she did seem to want to say something but refrained from saying anything.
"....geez are you always this quiet?"
"Uhm...no i'm not-"
"You're so plain, so boring....I wonder how people can even put up with you.."
"H-huh?! What are you talking about?!"
The long haired soul rolled her eyes, an annoyed look on her face.
"You're always so quiet, you barely do anything, do you even have a personality?"
"Y-"
"Shut up. I need to see how I can get this body back..."
She blatantly ignored Soraya as she quickly changed topics.
Unknowingly to her, the green eyed soul was silently glaring at her direction.
***
'....This rude fucking bitch.'
That was her immediate reaction when she heard Sora's words.
'I've been nothing but kind and patient and this is how she treats me? I don't even know why she's even here to begin with. She probably wont even be able to get her body back.'
She felt herself wanting to strangle the other soul at that moment, tightening her closed hands until she could feel her nails dig into the palm of her own hand.
But...
She felt no pain as a soul anyways.
She didnt have a physical body.
She couldn't hurt herself to distract herself.
...Deep breaths...
Inhale..
..Exhale..
Thats what she was doing to calm herself before she would do something she light regret.
And after a few silent seconds, she managed to calm herself a bit.
Opening back her hand as she calmed down, there were signs that she did dig her nails into the palm of her hand.
But there were no bruises. No bleeding.
It was...
..Disapointing.
"Whatever..."
She really wanted to be alone to calm down, but since she couldnt stay more than 5 feet away from "S", she could only try to stay as far as she possibly could to calm down.
She hated this.
She knew nothing about this world she was in.
She felt useless.
Common sense? She doesnt have that.
Strenght? She was a soul, she cant do anything.
Her only talent was drawing, but thats useless in this world right?
If skills existed....
..Then a skill to be able to perfect anything you draw will exist.
So her "talent" is absolutely useless.
'I...hate myself.'
'I hate this world. Everything i do is useless here. I Can't even survive here.'
'.....I don't want to be here anymore...'
A small tear fell down her cheek silently as she thought about this world.
She hated this.
She hated everyone.
Why did it seem like she was the only normal one here?
***
...Inside a distant dream from the past.
"Hey S-r--a! You look alone, wanna be friends?"
"Uhm...sure?"
He looked beautiful yet young, his black hair flowing in the wind, his tan skin shining brightly under the sun.
But his face...it was completely blurred, as if he wasnt supposed to exist.
His hands moved towards me, as if inviting me to grab it and follow it.
Ignoring it, I stood up by myself without his help.
I didnt see his expression but i didn't care about what he felt.
"Whats your name?"
"My name? It's XXX!"
"Oh...Ok.."
He giggled, or atleast judging by the sounds he made, he was giggling.
It was annoying.
As he walked away, I just stayed in the same place.
I didn't want to follow him, I liked it here.
Looking around, I finally noticed my surroundings...
...And a bright white color was the only thing I could see.
It was making me...feel like i was being watched, or that someone was controlling my actions and thoughts.
The Void was slowly consuming me.
It was oddly comforting, i didn't even know why.
***
A few minutes, i finally woke up.
Feeling my stomach growl in hunger, i sat up as I looked around my surroundings.
Sora was laying on my desk, looking at the ceiling with an unreadable expression on her face.
Soraya was curled up, sitting upside-down on the ceiling in a corner.
'What happened when i was sleeping??'
Looking at the time, I realized it got a bit late.
5:36 pm
What happened while i was asleep?
Soraya looked...as weird as always.
Why did she choose the ceiling anyways? Why not the ground?
Sigh..
She was as weird as ever..
I Can't believe i was actually like that in my past life.
Sora didn't seem to have noticed anything, she seemed to be in deep thought seeing how she hasn't said a word.
I stood up, but i immediately got a bit dizzy from standing too quickly.
Walking towards the kitchen even though it felt as though my surroundings were being blurred together, I searched for anything in my fridge.
Thankfully, there was still some leftover pasta from 2 days ago.
...Still looked good though.
I took the plate of cold pasta and put it in the microwave.
Beep..
While it was warming up, I took my phone to scroll through instagram again.
'..."It looks so good"...."I love the colors"..."Slayy the art is so pretty!"..'
Sigh..
When are these comments going to be made by someone popular already?
It's not like i'm posting these because i like them..i'm obviously doing it for fame..
Ugh..
I wonder when I can finally be popular and famous without starting drama or getting into controversy?
It's so hard being known without drama nowadays..
Beep! Beep ! Beep!
Walking over to the microwave, i opened the door and took out my hot pasta.
I realized that both souls were already on my shoulder, I didnt even notice them.
I ignored Sora and Soraya's staring towards the good looking pasta and took out a fork to start eating it.
...
...It's pretty good!
I kept eating quietly while scrolling on my phone.
"Mhn....That looks so good...."
I heard Sora's voice, and sensed à bit of envy coming from her voice.
She did seem to want to taste the food too...
...Sucks to be her, a soul can't eat anything since they dont have a physical body.
The food did look good so i couldnt blame her.
The other small soul also seemed to want to atleast taste the food.
I ignored both of them, I didnt like either of them that much anyways and they couldnt even touch the food so i didnt care that much.
Scrolling through my phone, I finally got a new follower.
....wait-
Clicking on their profile, I immediately noticed their follower count.
"...eheheh..."
An account with over 10k followers actually followed my account.
10 thousand followers.
Today was truly my lucky day!
An unconscious smile appeared on my face as I immediately followed them back and liked a few of their more recent posts.
"Finally!! A popular account!! This is fucking amazing!!"
"....geez fame isn't anything you know? There's more to life and the internet than-"
"Does it look like I care?"
I immediately replied to Sora's comment, clearly annoyed at just hearing the sound of her voice.
"No but still do you not cherish the people who follow you who aren't popular at all?"
"Hell nah. They're just followers, I dont care about them at all! Only those who are famous are important online!!"
The brown haired soul sighed in disappointment, looking at me as if I was acting worse than her.
"....Why are you looking at me like that?"
"....tsk.."
The black haired soul's toungue clicking immediately made me annoyed.
"What? You got a problem with me?"
"No...no i don't.."
Isn't she the past version of me? Why was she acting like she's better than me?
...Oh yeah.
I wasn't that obsessed with fame online before i became a writer.
Almost forgot about that for a second.
As I was about to take another bite of my food, i realized that there was nothing on my fork...
..Did I really eat that fast?
Glancing at the time, I was confused at how quickly i ate.
5:49 pm
Not even 15 minutes?
That was probably my fastest record for a meal so far.
...Considering this new life was probably the first time I genuinely ate a good meal every day instead of surviving off of instant noodles and red bull.
...Makes me wonder what happened to my house considering how dirty it must have been.
Red bull cans and instant noodle cups were everywhere from the ground to even my bed, huge packs of redbulls and noodle cups in my room so I could avoid leaving my room.
I was....so dirty back then.
I only spent my days back then just writing stories and preparing the plot twists non-stop, maybe sometimes replying to my fans and watching videos for plot ideas.
I can't even remember what was going through my head to think that being a lazy bum was a good idea.
Combined with the fact I barely ate any food back then, I was wondering how i didn't die from either hunger, dehydration, or a heart attack.
Sigh...
What the fuck was going through my mind to think that lifestyle was normal??
"...You look as though you experienced 3 world wars."
"Hah?"
I glared at the rude souls direction.
"I do not look like i went through 3 world wars??"
"....No....It looks more like you were a lazy and useless bum rather than a soldier."
"...What the fuck is your problem??"
"What? I'm just saying the truth?"
...This bitch really just said I looked like a lazy bum?
I know it's real but...did she really have to say it like that?
"...Sora is right though."
Soraya's quiet words made me even more annoyed at the situation.
"Ugh....If I had a choice to get rid of the both of you, i would do it in a heartbeat."
...Weirdly feels like my new life in this world is going to be absolutely horrible or boring.