The Ordeal Called Life

In every story there is a main character. They would be the center of the storm and the origin of abundance. Life for them is hard when it gets hard and light when it is light.

They are the favorite of fate.

There are also supporting characters who bask in some of the joys and storms of the main characters, them who would become the bridge between opportunities and plots, who would later become either close friends of the lead or Martyrs who sacrifices for them. Then we have the villains who spices things up for a more exciting storyline. They are the most nefarious, cold or irritating part of the story

And then there is me.

Who am I you ask? Well, I am not the main character, nor am I a supporting character, and definitely not the villain.

I'm just a bystander, and from the view of every other reader, I am nothing but an NPC.

I believed I existed, but that is not the case. I was existing but I was hollow, I was uneeded. I was made to fawn over the leads, to become another pawn. Even if I died, I won't be noticed, nor am I even given the lowest of titles in the story.

A cannon fodder.

I want to exist....

I want to feel alive, not in a way that I am right now but in a way I could be proud of.

"I don't want to be alone."

One day, the world just seem to have stopped. Everything became Grey and lifeless. But it seems as if I am the only one who noticed this change...

I looked up the static skies and asked myself...

"What happened? Did anyone important die?"

Suddenly I was standing in front of a cemetery and there were crowds of people in there wearing all black. The world was still Grey and static like an old television monitor... All but the coffin, the white wreaths of flowers near the coffin and five other people.

It was like a dot of stain in the perfectly old sepia photograph.

Of course I freaked out like why the heck am I standing in front of a cemetery with all these people I don't know, burying somebody....

Suddenly, from wherever it came from, was a voice I can only hear but cannot see the owner.

"THIS IS ONE OF THE MAIN LEADS, NOW THAT SHE IS DEAD, THE WORLD IS LACKING. SHE IS ONE OF THE PILLARS AND HER DEATH CRIPPLED THE WORLD. DO YOU FEEL ANYTHING?"

I looked at the coffin and the people who were drowning in sorrow and then thought about it... I felt nothing at all, NOTHING.

" Should I even? "

The voice laughed, and sighed.

" YOU WILL ALSO DIE ALONG WITH EVERYONE. SEE THOSE MEN AND WOMEN? THEY ARE LEADS, AND IF THEY DIE THE WORLD WILL NOT REVOLVE AROUND THEM. IN GRIEF, THEY WILL ALL DIE SOON TOO. "

"Then it is the end."

I turned to walk away, since it was not my business.

YOU DON'T CARE AT ALL? ARE YOU NOT WORRIED? "

" Not at all. Leave me be. "

" WAIT! HOLD ON! ARE YOU NOT AFRAID OF DEATH?! "

I stopped, then grinned with sarcasm.

" Afraid? Why would I be afraid? This is the Ordeal of life. We live, we die, we pass on. This time it wouldn't just be me so I don't feel cheated at all like in the past. "

" DON'T YOU HAVE ANY DREAMS? DON'T YOU HAVE ANY LOVED ONES?"

"I do not."

Yes, I wished for no more no less of the things I needed.

I am not ambitious nor am I hopeful.

After all, I am just another pawn.

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