Here I Am, Stuck In The Abyss

  First entry. 

  What to write? 

  It's two days before my debut and I should really be focused on that, but I'm not. Rather I'm having way too much fun on this generation's social media. Everyone in this time takes everything so seriously. "Share things about yourself. Let them know you. Interact with the world." I have no mouth, yet I must tweet and record videos. 

 

  What even is a senpai? I've had to fight just to survive since I was born. That I get. That I'm good at. Hell, one of the best at. Here I guess they need to beg and play nice to get ahead. Voxxy took my arrival just as well as I hoped. Imagine the demon's surprise hearing my voice again after that meeting. Bastard had the gall to play nice in public at first. I'm surprised to see how much people care for one such as him. 


  ...Having said that, I'm shocked at just how many people have seemingly accepted me. It's hard to keep up with all the art and I gave up on even trying to keep up with all the comments on day 2. This time really is filled with soft people. 


  Noctyx are the same. One's a police officer, not too distinct from my own profession, but he acts like a goofball. Sunshine incarnate with the hair to match. The DJ is a wild card. Sometimes he is energetic and full of pep, other times he looks like he's about to start crying at the simplest comforts. No idea how he survived his own abyss while being that fragile. The thief is actually a lot of fun. He has this world fooled into thinking he's cute and cuddly but I've seen his claws up close. I've also seen him staring off into the distance when he thinks no-one is looking. I know that look all too well. I won't ask but they must have been important. Uki... what is there to even say about Uki? He feels like he might break apart and scatter in the wind if left to his own devices. It can't be easy seeing all the pain before it comes. Somehow he lives in the present while half lost in the future. His past I know. If only I'd found myself in that world instead!


  I'm coping. That's about all I can do for now. Unlike the others, I didn't leave behind anything worth worrying about. It's not like anyone will be missing me there either if indeed it still exists at all. Soon enough I'll join them. I can't figure out a time frame just yet, only that it's measured in months rather than years. The professor hasn't been any help, rather he's been fighting me every step of the way. I gave to him a single rib and now he wants the apple. I do so enjoy our talks when he's lucid. A shame he's so damn smart they need always be so brief. I don't have the tools I need for either of us...


  I'll get through this. Just like always.

Fulgur Ovid, signing off.

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