Click! Click! Click!
"B's open! Come B!"
Click! Click! Click!
"The fuck are you doing? Just come B!"
*Za Warudo!*
Before I continue, I have to warn you guys... This is the start—well, the beginning after the end of my life... Or, more accurately, how it ended and somehow got even weirder.
I'm not entertaining or smart, just a toxic gamer. No, seriously, I'm, like, hella toxic. If you in my lobby you better prey that I'm in a good mood... otherwise, you're getting blamed for literally everything.
Anyways!
Assuming none of you rage-quit after that introduction, let's continue this dumpster fire of a story.
Three... Two... One...
*Zero!*
"Oh my God, you guys are ass! Fucking boosted bo—" *Boom!*
I looked at my window—or what was left of it—and there was a fucking truck flying straight at me!
First of all... how?! I'm, like, three stories up! Second of all... actually, never mind, I'm about to fucking die!
"Die, motherfucker!" the truck Yelled.
...
The truck...
Yelled.
Hold up.
Truck-kun?!
Are you for real? I'm about to get killed by Truk-kun... No! I still have to finish my match! I literally only need one more win to rank up to gold! I cant die yet!
Dante-"Wait! Don't do this!"
Truck-kun-"No, I'll do this!"
Dante-"You don't have to do this! We can talk about this!"
*Bam!*
Ugh! Fucking hell—That fucker seriously ran me over. So this is how I'll die... Not from old age, some illness or saving some one like an anime mc, but from a sentient truck that's on a nuclear KD!
What a shitty way to go.
Dante-"F..fu-ck y-ou.."
Truck-kun-"No, fuck you."
And with those inspiring final words...
Everything went black.
—some time later—
I don't know how much time passed. Maybe seconds, maybe hours, maybe years. Who knows, honestly, time's kind of a suggestion when you're dead.
As for where I ended up... Well... I was—for lack of a better words—in a place that constantly changed colors.
....
That's it... no, seriously, that's the whole place. I called it "My own personal afterlife!" at first, then I realized that name sucked.
So now it's called...
"Limbo."
I know. I know, I'm a genius!
Anyways!
Not gonna lie, it's not too bad here.
Sure, it's hella boring. Like, seriously boring.
Fuck, it's mind-numbingly boring! So boring that I'd gladly listen to my teammates explain why going A alone with the bomb was "part of the strategy."
But overall, it's aight.
I don't have to pay rent, I don't have to worry about my shitty job... I just wish that I could play some games or watch some movies.
I've gotten so bored that I started singing old songs in my head... I'm pretty sure I'm speed running insanity at this point.
I once watched a documentary about kids raised in complete isolation. I wont go into too much details but apparently they either went insane or died because humans aren't exactly built to be alone forever.
Kind of depressing honestly.
...
I think the same is happening to me.
I've been seeing some weird ass shit lately!
This one time I saw a giant red dragon!—I'm talking Godzilla-sized—just wandered into my Limbo like it owned the place!
The audacity of some people!
I was honestly about five seconds away from telling it to piss off!
I mean, if I'm haunting this place, the least it could do is respect my personal space.
You not gone believe it, but, there was another one! A black chines styled dragon!
She was aight thou, came and talked with me as well, something about killing the red dragon—I agreed... I mean, I wasn't exactly busy.
But she bailed on me? I think... it's been a while since I saw her.
Hmm? How do I know here gender? Well, I just do!
Red-"Watch your left."
Red, flew past me on my left side and I just stared at it... this guy... calm down Dante... calm. down...
Dante-"Oy! Fucker!" I flew to it's face and shouted.
Dante-"I've been patient with you for... however long time exists in Limbo, and you're seriously starting to piss me off!"
Red-"Whoa, chill, dude. I'm just passing through."
Dante-"Passing by?! Let me tell you something, this is my place and your rent is about three eternities overdue!" I pointed dramatically into... well... nowhere.
Dante-"So kindly pack your scales and fuck off." Yeah! Tell him, me! I'm not about to let my own hallucination disrespect me.
Plus she wanted him gone as well, she was good company even thou I'm just hallucinating her.
He tilted his head.
Red-"Your place?" He let out a low hum before grinning. "Listen kid, just cus you where born here doesn't mean that you own this place."
Dante-"Like you would know, what? you think you HOA president of the afterlife or something? Huh?!"
For the first time... The dragon actually laughed. Which somehow pissed me off even more.
Red-"Finished?" His grin somehow got even wider. Like... Way wider. In all honesty, it was starting to creep me the hell out.
Dante-"..."
Red-"Need another minute?"
...
Why was it getting wider?!
No!
Nope!
Didn't like that!
Not one bit!
Dante-"J-Just watch where you're going next time!" With my dignity hanging on by a thread, I turned around and bolted.
Dante-"Yeah! That's right! Walk away!" I shouted over my shoulder.
...
Okay, maybe I was the one walking-running away.
Whatever.
I could still feel his eyes on my back. No... It felt like he was staring through me. Right into my soul.
Dante-"Creepy bastard..."