*ding*
‘Ugh… Five more minutes’
5 minutes later…
*ding*
[sy-]
‘Okay! 0kay.’
‘Damn that I wrap myself up in blankets again’
I tried to wiggle free from my self-made prison, in my Drowzee state to no avail. I quickly realized that there something wrong. My whole body is wrapped up including my head, I can''t see and breathe. I struggle for my life. Soon sounds of tearing paper comes to me as I break free.
‘What the fuck!’ I try scream and failed to do. I start looking around this cave I find myself in. I look behind me to see an ovoid shape shell. Behind that there is about 20 more similar shells. I Crawl backwards-
Crawl?
I begin to notice how I move using six legs. My eyesight seems to be perfectly fine in this Darkness. I cannot feel my heart beating as it should be.
I calm down and thought through the possibilities. After running around until I got exhausted. Using a very colorful language to describe God which may or may not guarantee me going to hell. I started praying to God ending with saying sorry... and again praying. Finally slowly falling asleep exhausted.
………………..
I wake up on the ground and before I can even think of why I would sleep here, a flood of memories hit me like a truck. After that disorientating experience, a new set of memories decide to coming.
………………..
After coming home from my very unfulfilling job. I turn on the TV and start watching some news. before I can start enjoying it, I increase the volume so that I can hear it over the traffic right outside of my apartment.
I live in a corner apartment on a busy street because it was the cheapest one I can get. I could have got them another one which was it more expensive, but I really didn''t think how noisy it would end up being.This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon.
Before I can truly get to relax I hear a loud horn, that sounds quite a bit like a truck, moments before a very drunk driver decided to visit my downstairs neighbor. Or at least I think he was, it is possible he wasn''t, after all I did live in Florida.
I remember my final thoughts were ‘Does this count as being killed by a truck’. Right before the floor blow me, and above, gave out.
………………..
I calm down and thought through the possibilities. Could this be real? Could this be my final moments in a coma? Could this be heaven?
After a few moments I decided that this feels far too real and I am to lucid for this to be a dream. Which leaves one final possibility.
virtual reality…
‘Okay fine, I reincarnated as a fucking incest!’
What have I done to be reincarnated as this? I don''t recall throwing grandmas in front of cars or slamming doors close before people walk through them. I was just a typical man, who lived a typical life.
At the very least I would like it I was sent to a world where there was status screen an-
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<td>Race:</td>
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<td>Rank:</td>
<td>-5</td>
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<td>N/A</td>
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<td>Stage:</td>
<td>Early-stage larvae</td>
<td>Age:</td>
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<td>Title:</td>
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<td style="text-align: center" colspan="2">Darkness: 5%</td>
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<td style="text-align: center" colspan="2">Appraise</td>
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<td style="text-align: center" colspan="4">Traits</td>
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<td colspan="2">Mana Eating</td>
<td colspan="2">Darkvision</td>
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<td colspan="2">Exoskeleton(beetle)</td>
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<td colspan="2">Defense decrease by 90% (recent ecdysis)</td>
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<td style="text-align: center" colspan="4">Titles</td>
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<td colspan="2">Outworlder</td>
<td colspan="2">One who does not fear gods</td>
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‘What the fuck!’