"I'm crying?"
There lay the despondent
thick salty tears of flowed out of the desiccated man.
He touched his gritty eyes, and propped himself up off his bed, or at least, attempted to.
Lacking the core strength, he struggled to even ascend.
Thumpf, his head plopped back into a stained pillow.
The tears of the dehydrated man continually flowed.
"Huh?. . . What?"
Like that of a grieving child, he lay confused, his voice without a hint of strength.
He lay there and ruminated.
'When was the last time I cried? Shed a tear?'
He thought of his mother, father, brother, sisters, family.
Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy.
A recessive genetic disease.
Typical.
'Mom and Dad, where are they?'
His parents were researchers in the field of genetic editing, desperately searching for cures, or at least, a way to prevent such life debilitating disease. And, they succeeded.
S.A.G.E "System of Advanced Genetic Engineering"
Light-years ahead of the already advanced CRISPR, incomparable.
Could you guess what occurred before they could publish their achievement?
Stolen.
But, they didn't care, as the saints they were, their contribution to humanity need not be recognized, they were fine that their work would prevent the sheer suffering they had endured.
Thinking that their research would serve the greatest good, they retired and enjoyed their time with Exnil and his siblings.
How they died? He didn't know.
Heir to billion-dollar fortunes, Genius, Unearthly beauty.
Any could be applied to my mother and father.
'My grandparents on both sides were close friends, they collaborated in the research and creation of A.G.I (Artificial General Intelligence) Changing the world in progress. After making their mark on the world, they ventured to have their bloodline continued.'
'Mom and Dad were born on the same day, and connected by the hip before they could even speak.'
'With their parents being lifelong friends, they would often visit each other. They would eat the same things, do the same activities, attend the same schools... You get it, mom and dad were destined to be together the moment they were born.'
'They had my oldest sister when they were 13.'
'My grandparents were geniuses in their own right, and knew how illogical it was to trash precious relationships merely because of the mistake of hormonal teens.'
'Their pregnancy was not terminated, they felt it was cruel, and a symbol of their love could not be tarnished, it must be nurtured.'
'A few years passed, and they had 2 more children'
'I was born with a diamond spoon in my mouth'
'Loved by everyone, but not spoiled, praised by all, but not worshiped, unparalleled intelligence, but not a machine.'
'As the youngest, the world revolved around me'
'Even though I literally had everything, and anything I wanted in the world, the time with sister and brother's mom, dad, and my grandparents was all I needed.
'Recalling my childhood, I could not be more happy. I recall the days I played with them, talked with them, spent time with them... But it was all taken away.
"I loved my family"
The Tears streaming from his bloodshot eyes intensified
A rapturous anger rose within him, but… He didn't do anything. For he'd curse the world and himself a new universe over, yet it didn't change anything. He knew it was pointless.
He didn't have the energy, because no matter what he did, he couldn't revert time, he wasn't god. All he could do was sulk in oblivion
"What was I just dreaming about?"
March 13th, 2264, 5:02 Am