Traveller: Paragon of The Multiverse

The Day I Died

The date was July 14th, 2020, 10:00AM

The location was... Well. Don't remember that part.

But what I do remember was that day, was the day I died.

I had been... Somewhere, because I had been diagnosed with a terminal, incurable illness that no one had seen in years.

I had been rushed to... Somewhere, again I can't remember the place, but I know they did a lot of tests on me, so it leads me to believe that it was some sort of a research center.

What had happened to me was a mystery.

I also can't really remember most of my life, I can remember fragments of information.

Like the names of my family, but not their faces.

Or the names and plots of Anime and Manga, but not any details.

I also for some reason can't remember my name.

It was like someone had went through that was left of my memories and erased my name from them.

Cnversations that I had had with my family now had small gaps in them because they had said my name.

Right now, where I was was also a bit of a mystery.

I didn't know where I was.

It looked like a waiting room of some kind.

There was a lot of people, some not even human.

There was an elf next to me who was reading what seemed to be a magazine.

There was a giant spider across from me.

There was what seemed like a normal human on the other side of me, but from everything else here I saved my judgment for later.

There was even a monkey in the corner that seemed to be writing something down on a notepad.

I would have been freaking out, but something felt like it was holding onto my heart and forcing it to stay calm, keeping he beats to a minimum and forcing the muscles of my heart to beat slowly.

Hours passed without me saying a word, hours turned to days, and days turned to weeks.

Almost a month had passed and nothing, I had tried to talk to people by hey rather ignored me or told me to "please be quiet because I'm waiting my turn".

Turn for what?

I don't know

So I just kept waiting.

And that turned out to be 5e right thing to do.

A young lady came out and looked around, everyone seemed to be waiting fervently for something to happen, so when her eyes landed on me and she called "Darius Mortus, He will see you now" everyone looked at me with jealous eyes and angry glares.

I stood up and followed he woman towards a door, it was small and wooden, nothin special.

But one of the doors that we passed on are way towards the wooden door, was magnificent.

It was a grand golden door with gems and carvings etched into it, these carving we're of angels and at the center of the door was a figure that seemed to dwarf the rest, it was magnificent how like like it was.

I went to touch the door, but the women stopped me.

"please do not touch the door, that is only for those who are their return trip, and we don't want to lose you in he multiverse now do we, so please follow me and don t touch the returning doors"

I obeyed the woman words and followed her to the wooden door.

She opened it for me and gestured for me to enter.

As I entered I saw the full extent of the room.

It wasn't much, just a plane wooden room with a small armchair in the corner and a table with one other chair in front of that.

In the armchair though, was a little boy.

He had snow white hair and pale as ice skin, his eyes were a bright glowing blue and he wore nothing but plain grey and black clothes.

Making his eyes the only colour on his entire body.

"Hello Mr Mortus, I believe we need to have a little chat"

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