“Sorry I'm
late.”
Father Time*
#quote
Today we
ordered the cake for my birthday party this weekend it's going to be
scrumptious!
To Fill An
Empty Heart With Nothing
“It's gone!”
I cried tears of glee and looked through the windows of my space
station. The blue Earth now turned into a molten blob as it melded
with the moon I dropped on it with my doomsday weapon. One
cataclysmic beam from my device melted the planet, distrupted
gravity, and destroyed the world.
I finally
destroyed the world. The planet a mere shadow of itself. Many
supervillains dreamed of it. But I did it. All the people dead. The
superheroes too. To see that nothingness of a world filled me with
glee. I hated everything.
How many
superheroes and villains are born by accidents? My accident made me
intelligent and able to observe the world around me to finest detail.
But that made all information overloading. Every single insult carved
itself into my mind, and everything wrong with the world would never
leave me. I gave up on humanity. Every mistake of my own would be
forever remembered. I grew to hate everything that I could observe. I
saw every flaw in every person and then everything better than me
about them. Optimism didn't exist for me. Except for one kind of
optimism. I could get rid of it all.
I didn't think
suicide would get me what I wished for. I wanted to get rid of that
world. So that no one like me would happen again. And then I could
also look into space and see the calmness of a melting planet. No
chaotic, swirling weather. Just the planet ending. And with it
destroyed I wouldn't have to think about it. I could sit happily on
my space station aging. Calm at last.
The planet then
reverted to normal. What? No! It was destroyed! I looked around me
and my ship was damaged. My assistant robots destroyed. Walls torn to
pieces. I saw superheroes flying around. One with magicians hat and
dress standing in front of me.
“You broke
through my spell,” he said to me. “I'm the Magnificent
Illusionist of superhero fame. Your plot is thwarted like so many
other super villain’s. Your next stop is prison. And from how
powerful your device was you'll be marked as high risk. You'll never
escape with the security we'll put on you.
My hands
dropped. “No, I need. I need my nothingness!” I ran over to two
sharp pieces of metal that broke off one of the walls in my space
station. I jammed them into my eyes and roared in pain as I blinded
myself. I knew the heroes would try to stop me soon so before they
could stop on me anymore I took the last bit of energy I had and
ruptured my eardrums. I would have the nothingness I desired.
I was happy
with the life in prison they gave me. I was fed and I could live in a
void deprived of overloading sensation. Perhaps the sane would hate
my fate. But I loved it.
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