《World of Aspects》 Prologue The light, it''s always the light that gets me. Not the metal tools or various fluids being inserted into me but the light. Those bright neon colors that make me feel like my brain and soul are being fried. ''sigh'' I have been stuck here for as long as I can remember, yet I don''t even know where I am. I wish someone would answer my questions for once. Instead they just ignore me like I wasn''t even there. But it''s not like I haven''t managed to gather any information. I have managed to find out what I''m called, at least by the experimenters. Subject T43-C17-L40. Doesn''t really roll of the tongue, now does it? That''s why I have decided to call myself Diesel instead. Going by the three letters in my designation. Makes me feel more human... Though I can''t quite remember what ''human'' even means and why does having a name make me feel more like it? These are the questions I''ll probably never get an answer to considering how the experimenters completely ignore me. ''sigh'' Though I have managed to figure out that they''re clearly changing my body. I have witnessed the after affects of the experimenters surgeries and drugs multiple times now. Every time I would become in the lack of a better word more ''compact'' and alienated in my own body. If I can even call it my own body by this point... But I haven''t lost all hope. Since they are doing their research on me they clearly must have an end goal, right? So if they were to reach that goal they might release me for whatever purpose I was created for! Or, at least I hope so... they couldn''t possibly be doing all this just for fun, right? Right. Speaking of end goals. What should I do once I get out of here? Probably try to find out what happened to me. That seems quite important, yeah. Though momentarily my biggest desire is for the experimenters to tone down on the light show each time they operate on me. Their lights are quite something.Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. Though they themselves don''t seem to be affected by the lights. Bastards must have faulty eyes or something. ''BANG'' Suddenly the whole facility shook with a thunderous boom. Enough to make my ears hurt. Real badly, at that. ''What the heck was that?'' ''BANG'' ''BANG'' The booms and explosions continued on with what seemed like no end. I am definitely gonna have hearing problems after this... All of a sudden the roof over my head had collapsed and what I saw was an endless darkness with countless white dots. But that darkness was abruptly covered by a large amount of black smoke. Well looks like this place is under siege or maybe just being razed to the ground. I gotta say it doesn''t feel good being bound here whilst it''s happening... Oh wait. ''Hahaha'' ''HAHHAHAH'' ''Holy shit!'' The ceiling had actually crushed the edge of my cage a bit enough for me to squeeze through. This is truly great fortune! As I awkwardly squeezed through the bars I had finally acquired the taste of freedom. And oh boy does it taste like sulfur and char. Probably from all the fumes from the explosions... I try the door to the exit but it''s still closed. ''You gotta be-'' A loud stomping of footsteps halts my sentence. Oh shucks that doesn''t good. As I try to think of a hiding place I happened to look up once more and decided that hole left by the crashed ceiling is my best chance of getting out of here alive. I started stacking some of the rubble hoping that it will give me enough height so that I can grip the edge of the hole. As I finally managed to get a hold on the edge the door to my chamber had been knocked down with a loud bang. In came 3 figures that were fully covered in unusual dark colored equipment. ''You there, halt!'' bellowed one of them. I took this is as my queue to pull myself up and get of there. Good thing too because it only took them a second to reach where I was previously. ''Geez, you guys are fast!'' I yelled down to them as I started to bolt out of there. Hopefully I can lose them in this chaotic situation. ''Woosh'' The three figures immediately jumped through the hole with seemingly no effort. Well there goes that plan... Knowing that they will catch me no matter what I quickly thought of diplomacy. ''Okay, okay I''ll sto-'' ''Rippppp'' A sword pierces right through my left lung. As I realize what just happened I began to panic. ''Why di-'' I couldn''t even finish my question as I was already getting cut once more. ''Quickly ignite it!'' Yelled the figure that was cutting me down. My assailant steps away from me as I was just splattered with a bunch of stinky liquid. This stuff stings like hell on my cuts which were already hurting like hell. But it was about to get a lot more worse. A lot worse. The guy that threw this gunk now also threw a glowing red stone right, at me. Right when I got hit by it I combusted into flames. If I was asked to compare the pain of the bright lights and feeling of getting burned alive I would hands down say that burning alive is most definitely more painful. Chapter 1 - Freedom Usually moments of pitch darkness are soothing for me, since those are the moments I get to relax and rest. But this session has been a nightmare and the worst one I have ever had, at that. I can''t quite remember what happened after I was set on fire due to the sheer maddening pain but somewhere down the line I did get extinguished. Probably because of all the rolling and flailing I did. But the real question is how am I still alive? And fully intact, at that. Though I do feel a lot more hollow. Was I always this durable? I wanna say ''no'' but I have no idea what I am basing this opinion on. Gut instincts, maybe? Well whatever. What matters is that I am still alive and seemingly alone. Basically, I am free! Except for the fact that this giant stone slab is crushing the lower half of my body. ''sigh'' I must have fallen in another hole and was then unfortunate enough to have surrounding walls collapse on me. Truly, life is full of trials and tribulations. As I look around I can''t see much I could use. The only things around me are a bunch of broken beakers and vials which had contained various unknown substances. Sure doesn''t smell good, that''s for sure. I have tried pushing the slab off me but I have no where near the strength to do so and any attempt to wiggle myself out have proven unsuccessful. This is truly quite the pickle. I have thought of using the broken glass around me to cut off my legs but that process would be overly unpleasant and also pretty stupid. But then again what other option do I have? As I grabbed a glass shard and was about to cut off my legs, I thought to myself ''Damn.. Freedom sure ain''t cheap or easy.'' The edge of the glass cuts through my skin quite easily the pain also being pretty bearable so far. But the moment the glass hits my muscles and main nerves I get to really start feeling it. Not only that but the blood loss is also quite horrendous. ''Ding'' ''Damn bone!'' As I breathe quickly and try to mentally hype myself for the upcoming adversity, cutting through my bone. ''COME ON!'' ''DAMN ITTTTT!'' ''COME ON!'' As I whittled away, at my bone I finally heard a satisfying crunch of it finally breaking. Well I said satisfying but it sure didn''t feel like it. But what was satisfying is that the moment I cut off my leg a gray light started shining from the wound. After a few moments that light had formed into the shape of my leg and after a few more turned into flesh and blood. ''Well that was interesting...'' and also explains how I am still alive after being cut and burned.Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings. ''Okay, damn... LET''S GO!'' I hype myself up once more so that I can cut off the other leg as well. ... ''huff'' ''puff'' ''Heh I might actually be immortal! That would be quite neat wouldn''t it?'' I thought to myself as I look down on my new fresh legs. Though the sickening feeling in my gut tells me otherwise... in fact this feeling is getting more and more horrendous. I feel so weak and nauseous... hunger, this is hunger! I don''t have anything to eat though. I have to get out of here and get some food. Anything would do. Thankfully the surrounding rubble has created a staircase out of here so I wont have to exert myself in climbing out. Once outside I finally get a good view of my surroundings. The first thing that caught my eye was the mess left after the assault on this facility. Rubble and collapsed structures everywhere. The air is thick with dust and quite unpleasant but what makes this place even more weird is that there is seemingly nobody around. Anyone alive that is. I can definitely see a few corpses. Though the only ones I can spot are members of this facility and what I would presume to be my fellow lab rats. Unlike me they were apparently not as fortunate though, considering the fact that they''re dead and all that. Guess not all of us had crazy regenerative abilities. Or maybe theirs ran out? Hard to say. Behind me is what looks like an endless pine forest. Can''t see anything over there but I am sure it''s filled with all sorts of critters and beasts. Another point of interest is the vast rocky ocean. With all the dark smoke clouds it makes for quite the eerie sight. Wait... are those ships in the distance? Oh and they are getting closer. That can''t be good. I gotta find some food and get the hell out of here. I frantically look left, right and center yet no obvious piece of sustenance stands out. So I quickly, or as quickly as you can move whilst starving, started searching through the facility. What is left of it that is. ''Damn, those guys really did a number on this place.'' Now it''s that much harder for me to find food! Tch. Just another good reason for me to hold a grudge against those guys. However considering how tough and mean those guys were I wouldn''t really wanna go up against them anymore... Just as I was thinking that, I spot a knocked over container which surprise, surprise contains a bunch of fruit. Guess this is my lucky day after all! I instantly start shoving the fruits down my gullet. When going through the fruits I immediately realize there are only two types around. Flat green ones and round yellow ones. After scuffing a few down I quickly realized that I won''t really be able to take all these fruits with me unless I had something to contain them in. That thought process also lead me to understand that I need clothes. The weather here is very windy and therefore also cold so an extra lair of insulation is a must. Finding a pair of clothes wasn''t all that difficult with all the dead experimenters around. I went to the nearest one and started awkwardly undressing the guy. Surprisingly difficult I might add. When I started putting on his clothes which were composed of a long purple tunic, a white undershirt and some black pants and black leather boots I realized that having someone else''s blood stained clothes on your bare flesh isn''t quite that comfortable. ''Now I just gotta find something to contain my food.'' Easier than it sounds. There aren''t seemingly any bags laying around. Unless I wanna take the whole giant metal container with me it looks like I won''t be getting much food with me on my journey out of here. I searched around for a few more minutes but the looming dread of the ships getting closer and closer is forcing me to give up on my hopes. I did encounter the corpses of some facility guards. I grabbed a sword and some daggers off them. I considered taking their armor as well but it was quite busted and caved into their bodies so it seemed unwearable. ... As I stand before the forest wearing nothing but simple clothes and holding unto a bunch of fruit I think to myself. ''Is this really a good idea?'' But just one look behind me, at the incoming ships tells me it is the best idea I have ever had. Well here goes nothing I suppose as I step into the forest whilst munching on one of the green fruits. ''Freedom tastes sour.''