Chapter 3 [Awoke]
Do I keep calm? Or do I wreck havoc?
This question has been on my mind the whole time I awoke and stayed lying on my bed the whole day.
Of course, there were servants who come and feed me forcefully despite me not responding to anything as if in a daze.
The man that was the first person I saw upon waking up came every hour and upon seeing the unresponsive I, always kneel and mumble that phrases of 'It's all my fault' or 'I should've been more careful' or 'How do I bring you back to before?'.
It was laments of regrets, sadness and reminiscence of the past I wouldn't want to even know.
All this made me want to grow crazy!
But I couldn't, my body doesn't allow me to. It has accepted and my mind did not. So my body won't move in case I did something that would put my life in danger.
Everything just to go back from this horrible dream back to reality. Even dying!
So my body, upon knowing the state of a mess my mind is in, would never move unless it was done by others.
I'd 'heal' only if, I guess when I came to believe on the fact that things are no longer a dream.. It's another reality! It's another life! And another, mess?
Ha! I.. I... just when have things gotten this wrong? I thought everything would work to become right after dirtying my hands to free myself from the cage.
And yet?!
I died.. and was thrown to another bigger prison this time.. everything is so difficult and.. different.
While I had the chance and opportunity to change things back then, now, everything is forbidding and stopping me from changing things..
Everything is now predetermined..
Even if I pick choice B while it was originally choice A, soon, the choices left for me will be nothing but what will take everything to sqaure one and procced as what was supposed to happen.
No matter the struggle, the change, or even the desperation, the world will not let you do anything.
That is the truth of this world.
A world that's in the world of a novel...
This universal truth, I was awoken by it.
I, Meis Michael, am no longer the one who I claim to be.
I am now possesing the body of the Emperor of Chronos, the falling empire and in a world akin to a novel, I was a character both significant and yet also so significant.
Why?
Insignificant because I am just a passersby character that was mentioned once, forgotten and never recalled again. I'm even someone that died before the start of the novel world's timeline. And yet, I'm also significant. Again, why? Because I was someone who was a major contributer for the character design and development of the story's villain.
The villain is even more important than the protagonist in this particular story world. Because he, the villain was actually the only reason that the world hasn't collapsed yet but he was also the one that made it collapse to ruins while the protagonist, the hero tried to save everything and miserably failed. The Hero was even successfully corrupted by the villain and helped him make the world end faster.
The goosebumps suddenly attacked Meis upon thinking of the vicious villain. One thought came to mind with all the thinking I've been doing.
Am I evil too-- I mean, isn't the real owner of this body, Emperor Craig of Chronos, the real bad guy though?
To torture the younger brother who came to adore him so much? Who pained a child who treasured him as his only remaining family? To let the innocence of a pure one be buried on twisted obsessions and dark intentions?
'Damn, I feel like a philosopher for questioning everything.'
TO BE CONTINUED