With that the truck began moving towards the white void that was before the child's eyes, towards the unloaded area, or the area that was never meant to be seen by human eyes. It was beautiful yet strange, floating boxes kept in one place by nothingness. Then he saw it, a black sphere and inside was his home, level 999. Everything seemed so distant yet it never were.
There was nothing he can do, but stare in amazement, down below he saw Level 11. In comparison to the other boxes was the fact that they were censored... "Why though?" - he asked himself. "Maybe it's for my own good?.. Hmm..."
He sat back and thought for a bit. Where does he fit in all of this?
After about an hour, the truck entered one of the boxes(Level 50), which quickly uncensored itself once he was in it. "Perhaps i need to have been there for me to see them..." - He said to himself, connecting the dots in his mind. Those censored spaces were definitely levels, or so he believed, the proof was in front of him: entering a censored space reveals it's true identity.
And so the truck drove on and on. The kid simply sat quietly and contemplated his existence.
The truck passed the deserts with ease, the occasional human also, they didn't try to stop it.
He was bored out of his mind, so he started counting how many humans he sees...
With this insanity inducing activity he of course went insane.
He looked blankly at nothingness, he thought about getting almond water... Or maybe one of those juice pouches.
He reached in his pocket and grabbed his final one. Drinking it whole.
"This is like a game..." - he said to himself, before finally coming to a conclusion.
"That man said, where the barrier is the thinnest. I passed through the door which was not a thin barrier... Just like that... This means." - He got self-awareness of his ability.
He was more than happy of this discovery, his sanity went up just like his mood. Which slowly went to mild annoyance as the road continued. - "MAN WHEN DOES THIS END?!"
And then just like that there was something new in the distance. A continuation of the highway, but darker.
Soon the truck entered level 69, there were entities on the road which the truck skillfully maneuvered. He placed his legs to the windshield for extra comfort and said - "Would have been easy if they weren't in the way."
And like a command, the entities moved to the side and gave way. But it wasn't time for celebrations, the truck hit a hole in the road. - "AW!"
The truck broke down and began to slowly lose it's momentum. - "NO! My personal automatically driving vehicle."
He raised his shoulders and got out of the vehicle, tapping it. "You did great, non the less."
With that he proceeded on foot... Some of the entities passed him by as if he was one of their own, some slowly walked behind him. "What's up with them?" - he asked himself looking behind.
But that confusion was quickly interrupted as he felt something stick through his chest.
He looked forward and saw some crab leg, penetrating his chest. - "Oh, thank you, thank you very much." - He said with a mildly annoyed expression and an sarcastic tone. He tried to get himself off of the appendage, but the thing pulled him up into the dark sky. He spat out some blood which quickly glitched out of existence mid air... And then he blacked out.