1 Chapter 1 - The Beginning

There I was. Existing within the darkness. Surprisingly, it does not feel as cold as I thought it would be. Considering where I currently am, seems to be a never-ending void. It feels warm, even. Interesting...?

A possible conclusion would be that I am in a certain lady's womb, soon-to-be my mother. I hope she is pleasant.

Or I could be deluding myself, and I'm actually in a pit of abyssal darkness, and I don't feel cold because I don't have any receptors to detect such things. Whatever the case, I guess I will find out. Sooner or later.

I don't seem to be able to do anything. All I can do is feel this never-ending void, which seems like an interesting thing to study, perhaps there is some way I could use it. With no sense of time, after what feels like an eternity of finally, truly grasping the feeling of this void, I turn my consciousness inwards, in retrospection.

I don't feel anything physically, as always, so I can only turn to the mental version of physique... seems like a mouthful, but I lack a better word to describe it. I wonder if somebody with a better grasp of languages can give a better word. The closest I can get is the word soul.

I can't actually feel my soul, with the lack of senses, but at least I can try and see what I can remember. Which is curious, because I'm very certain, that I currently have no brain. What little I know tells me that even if I have forgotten everything, language remains to be the one thing that all amnesiacs do not ever forget, that seems to be a result of constant usage in daily life, causing to be stored elsewhere, some-Broca's area- or something in the brain. I have always had an intense dislike for such fame-hungry people, how impractical and foolish. Just call it the language area. Simple. Oops. My bad habit of rambling popped up.

*shakes my head(?) hard*

Well, considering I can still remember something I consider redundant like a stupid name, I shouldn't have any problem remembering my.... name..? Eh? Wat. My name is... hnn nnng nng nnnnnnnnnnnggh haaaa. What is this stoopid sheet, wat the *beep-beepbeep-beep-beep*

Haaaaaaaaaa~ I can't believe this. I can remember all that crap but not my name. 😳 The hell. Well I can try giving myself a name? Hmmm. What would sound nice? A-, o-, u-, e-, l-, w-, c-, b-, n-, m-, t-, y-, p-, r-.... ra? re? ri? ro? ru..? hmm yeah Ru sounds like a nice start. Rua? Rub? Nope sounds weird. Rut? Okay no. Rud? I'm not a rude person, at least I think I'm not...? So pass. Ruh? Nah. Ruf? I'm not a dog. Rup? hnngaaaah! Who knew thinking of a name from scratch is so hard. Haaa. You know what? Fu-

*BOOM*

*DOOM*

*TOOM*

-! Hey sounds great! Runa! That would be my name. Rhymes with Tuna! uuuh oookay? Weird, but I like Tuna so I won't mind. Yup. Don't mind it.

*POOM*

-! More importantly, what's going on?! Tremors? Okay, calm down Runa. Think. 1st case scenario: I'm in a womb, and contractions are happening.

2nd case scenario: I'm in a void, and the container of the void is breaking.

3rd case scenario: Still in a void, but the void is collapsing. Uuh oh. 😫 That doesn't sound good. Can the void even collapse? Hmm, it should be impossible, since there's nothing at all, but what do I know?

Oh? Is that light? Wow. Cliche much? Hope and what not? Bah..!

Welp. As they say, Cross over into the light! *Goes towards the light* ... wait, where did I take this from...?

*Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii~ng* Ugh, blinding light? Really?