Author's Note: Right now, I'm glad to tell you guys tat I have a new story to write this time. Credits to Brutaka for the new banner of this story as well. This is a Pokemon Mystery Dungeon fanfic. I hope you enjoy the prologue because this is the start of my travel back in time to my lost works. It's ... a fanfic I did on notebook 5 to 6 years ago.
Rate: K+ (surely) to T (maybe)
Small warning: Prologue has some small disturbing content. Chapter 2 has mild sexual themes. Parental guidance is advised.
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Forgotten LifePrologue:
This is one of my many dark nights when I sleep in discomfort once more. Life for me has been nothing but a void of unpleasant memories of my life. I’m a human teenage boy. I should normally have an identity. But now, I have nothing on my side now. Adolescence, what cruelty does it will be passed on to me?
Adolescence is the time when parents expect greater things, goals, and responsibilities. Some teenagers of my age are aggressively demanding perfection, snooty people emerges from the lands of both rich and poor, and egoistic people comes out of those confused souls. When I came to see this people in my early teenage-hood, they destroyed the innocence I’ve been keeping alive for so long.
All I wanted to do is to find and receive a life filled with equality. A life where one can achieve many things fair and square. Nothing will be so sudden and out of nowhere. I want to start a new leaf completely. I’m tired of my human life, tired of this world’s corrupted society, livelihood, economic crisis, and the human beings themselves as I screamed at my mind and soul on what is left of my innocent and caring soul.
This night is just of those nights where I can only dream of dreams that come to life in those few moments before reality takes me back. But one whisper, on this night, calls for me …
“Drink light with an open palm. You hold the light I just gave you now. No need to ask. This light will be your key to the wish you wanted; my piece of light is the key your soul needs to live on. I’m waiting …”
Following my heart and mind, I sip the light that gives me sleep. Sleeping takes me to a slumber. A slumber where my lungs are burning, my heart beating irregularly, my body aching, eyes and throat are straining, my voice aching, sense of touch vanish, and then breathing. I get the cold touch of death as I feel so weightless. Blindness becomes my world, hearing is shut down, and my voice dead. I can’t feel a thing … what’s a thing?
My memories, they are disappearing. Disappearing … dis … appear? Memo … ries? Me …… ries? What? Where? When?
Who am … I? Who … I? I’m … I’m …I.
Sleepy … really … sleepy.
… … … … … …
Warm. So warm. Beatings. Beating all the time.
Voices? It’s … wonderful. Rhythms of beating wake me up. I see my world glow pinkish orange as it wraps itself warmly at me. I feel something long and fleshy … is sticking at my little body next to my small head.
But now … I’m hungry. I’m waiting for that feeling to disappear. It’s not fun. Some time passes … then I taste something sweet, something juicy, and lots of bitter things. Those tasty things did … make me feel full. I don’t feel so empty. Thank you. Moments pass. I feel so sleepy. I need a long sleep.
But … who am I? What am I?
The more I sleep, the more my head feels bigger. I feel like I’m stretching. My round body is … growing bulges on four sides below my head: two bulges next to my head and two bulges further away from my big head. I feel something pop out of my back. It’s funny. But now, I feel something open in my face. I am … seeing. But what is it? It’s not clear. Is this … my world? How long am I asleep?
Time repeats itself for me. Voices ringing my world, gentle beats that soothe me, that empty feeling in my body, the tasty feelings that I taste at the thing connected to my body, sleep so much more, and the feeling that I’m getting stretched and growing. When I wake up once more, I feel quite big now. My world is getting a bit tight. I got two short thingys that are long with four little things popping out in the tip of the two stretching thingys below my head. I feel three things popping at the top, left, and right edge of my head. I fell the long fleshy thingy opening something at my body. It’s when I feel something is put something solid and slimey inside my body. Once it’s in me, I can feel my body being closed.
It’s when I feel something strong and cool all over me, I feel so alive. I can see a lot better now. My world is as big as me that I can reach it unlike last time I woke up. Yet I can touch it now with my big body.
But … I feel so sleepy again.
Who knows how long I’ve been sleeping in my world. I’m bigger now as I feel my world constricting me. I feel a bit scared to know that it’s not being big. I hit my world with my own upper bulges. It reacted! The voice is stronger. I must reach it! I hit my little world with my head and I get that voice echo all over.
“He’s here! It’s time! My child’s ready to go! Ahhhh!”
I feel happy! I use everything that I had and hit my little world as much and hard as possible. Moments has passed for me. But my world is pushing itself against me. Nooo! I can’t! I’m falling down! My head! It hurts! It hurts everywhere! I’m falling down much further somewhere below. When it continues, I feel like my body is moving up. I’m moving closer to that sound! I can do it! I’m coming soon!
Just as I finish coming soon, then my world brought me out in a new bright world.