[Empty]
What does it even mean to be conscious? Is it to be able think? To do whatever you want? Or simply to exist? Thoughts are conveyed as smoothly as possible yet the connection of a physical body is not felt. Limbs, torso, and head? None. To see pitch black isn't even possible as he stares to the nothingness of void.
[Why am I even in here?]
[Oh yeah, Somehow I died, but how?]
He could do nothing but to think as what left of him drifts to the world of unknown. His form is nothing but a mere concept that floats and for what he could think and remember he has been drifting for how long he knows it could be an hour or a millennium. In this new world, stimulation is non existent as such every second he spends in this world, what remains of his memories are being replaced by the nothingness of the void that feeds on him. To drift in this void, has almost consumed what has left in him. To even think of something now is almost impossible as seeing nothing all the time made him forgot anything but the nothingness. If this continues, he will merge with the void itself turning him one with the nothingness he's so abundant of. Then a flash.
[What is that?]
As dim as it was now he finally sees something. A dim light that lights like the sun as it is surrounded by nothing. But to him the very concept of light is something that he doesn't even understand. As the light expands faster than he could conceptualize before he knew it he is now standing in the presence of a giant man who sits in giant throne. The man sits arrogantly with his palm on his chin. The man is as tall as the sky itself but somehow he could be seen perfectly. His eyes speaks of annoyance and his body language restlessness. Again, without him even knowing the environment around changes the sky tall man and his throne shrinks. The man emits a godly presence, one that even an unintellectual being could feel as such without any sense left he too could feel it, he is in the presence of god himself.
[Who are you?]
As he speaks he then realises that the ability to has return to him as well as to hear and see. However, his memories are still null, to remember is something he's not capable no matter how hard he tries a physical body is somehow regenerated. After enough time has pass he then lays his attention to the god he faces as its presence demands attention that can't be ignored. However, if the ability to speak has just returned the resolve to do so infront a possible diety is non-existent.
As they stare face to face, finally the god breaks the ice by speaking to him.
God: [Stubborn one aren't you?]
As he doesn't remember anything, being called stubborn by the godly figure is confusing for him as he could only stare back. In the face of a possible diety whose powers are imagination's limit, he is careful to not do something that would end up badly for him. As such to stare is something that he can only do.
God: [That being said, living in that dimension for that long has almost eaten your soul away Agapito.]
Agapito: [Agapito? Is that my name?]
God: [Memories gone too. Well I don't know, you're an invader.]
Agapito: [,,,,]
God: [What to do with you, normally invaders like you are immediately purged when something like this happens.]
Agapito: [Purged?]
God: [Yeah, it means erasing you all together.]
Talking to this god being, made Agapito realize that the fate of his very soul lies in the hands of this god. However, the reason to be summoned in this place is yet to be known for him and is what he is thinking now. He is thinking to ask the diety itself but before he could the diety already partially answers it.
God: [You deserve praise for not turning in to nothingness itself. That will is something i should find use.]
Agapito could see it. Those words were spoken with the thought of gaining something which worries him as the scale of something a diety wants could be much more than he could even convey. The only choice for him is to listen, randomly being stubborn would probably not earn him anything.
God: [You see, my aura should've made it known to you who am I but I am not the only one of my kind.]
Agapito: [,,,,]
God: [There are actually 10 of us and you were lucky I'm the one who found you. All as equally powerful yet not as open-minded as me.]
Agapito: [,,,,]
God: [Now, the moment you entered my domain you were instantly bounded to a contract with me.]
Agapito: [A contract? That sounds like an obligation.]
God: [Well, yes it is. You see invader out of the 10 of us I am the most polite. I am humble enough to acknowledge that a contract should be beneficial to both parties and even before setting up the terms I'll give a tatse of my reward]
A flick of his fingers and with a smile. A specific memory comes rushing in in Agapito's head. A feeling that is somehow painful and pleasant at the same time trembles all over him. As golden eyes and hair, the face of beauty itself, and the very voice of an angel speaks her last wish.
[Don't forget about me. My love]
As much as his despair holds into it, the memory slowly fades away. Agapito forgot a lot of his memories and emotions and it's exploitation that he feels right now. Agapito knows that the god knows he is a slave to his humanity. As much as his prirde obliges his rationality
God: [They fear the day when ascension is not for the divine only anymore. Yet, as scary as to think about it witnessing the biggest reason that prevents it is reassuring.]
Agapito: [,,,,]
God: [For now though mortal, your stay has been over due now. For both of our good I need you to say hello to your new playground.]
The god then lifts his right hand and out of nowhere a hole appears out the realm. Lightning and thunder rages around the hole's horrizon as storm like winds started to kick up in a vacuum manner. Once again Agapito and the god locked eyes. In Agapito's face determination is written all over especially as in the god's face is the thought and excitement mixed with arrogance smiles over him. As the hole sucks Agapito in to god knows where he is going, to say it's uncomfortable would be a huge understatement. As he's then stretched to spaghettification, suddenly he could see the back of his head. The pain is so much where his nerves couldn't even register it thus numbing him of any. Then as sudden as the painful experience, Agapito now stands in a new world greeted by the sunshine in the horizon.
Agapito:[Where the hell am I?]
In Agapito's point of view, the place resembles your generic capital. He stands in the middle of the street with houses on both sides. However within this realization Agapito realizes that his memories of basic information about the world were somehow restored, It's those specific one that is about his past life that hasn't been. His clothes are a basic white shirt and brown pants as he lacks any footwear. Equipped with nothing but himself, Agapito roams the street as he starts his journey on another world.