Better Than a Painless Death

A flaw, a mistake, that's what they call me. Usually I wouldn't mind it, verbal bullying can't affect me in any way, but an Order of Angels?! Yes, angels are real, apparently. Angels who captured me for my "ruling". I'm told they're higher beings of the world, tasked to keep balance upon the existence of everything. But here's the thing, they're as blind about the origin of this world as us, humans. They're descendants of descendants from a forgotten history. But, enough about them, and more about me. I'm currently held in custody for this anomaly which is my existence. How could this be? I mean, I feel fine, I feel normal. Right now, my life on Ffera is being observed by the "higher beings". If their judgement is proven correct, I am to be sent to my reckoning, a peaceful and painless death. As amazing as it sounds, I have a plan of my own. I don't believe on destiny or a greater purpose, it's just that I would like to live. My life has been a mess and I haven't been enjoying it, and I would like to try again. So I hope they're wrong, I'm a little scared right now, they're telling me to write on this book, and no, it doesn't glow, this isn't magic, although I don't know what it is. They're telling me to write anything, so I guess I'll write like a journal. They say it's so they can analyze my words and find deeper evidence and oddities which could help prove them right or help me escape this doom. Time works differently here, wherever I am. As soon as I'm done writing this, they're also done gathering evidence, the pages are limited, and I think it's to make sure I don't write here forever just so that I can keep my existence. It's not worth it anyway, what's the point of surviving if you're stuck in this room. I am a bit scared though, I know they said it was painless, but the thought of losing existence is pretty scary, so all I'm doing is trying to delay it, it is not delaying for them, but at least I have a bit of time for myself.

Right now I'm pretending to write something down, well I am writing something down but it's talking about pretending to write something down, it doesn't count.

I can't think of anything to write anymore, so what if I stop?

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They took the book and, I'm guessing, read it. Something happened, I'm aware that time works differently, so I really feel like something happened in the bit of time they held onto this book. Things are getting boring, at least they could've made this book glow or float or just something, you can't even freaking eat, I can't believe "angels" aren't as majestical as from the books. Aside from the weird non-linear time movement and the fact that I don't need to eat and I feel energetic all the time, I haven't seen anything "magic". They gave me two days without anything to do, gave me back the book and told me to write more. What else am I supposed to write?

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Something is happening outside this room... I wonder...

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I managed to sneak this book out, I hid it under this ridiculously large clothing they made me wear. So yeah, some other people helped me get out, I'm not sure what or who they are yet...They just saw me writing on this book.

They've just told me how idiotic it was to sneak the book out. They're annoying, they just said "Perhaps the lad's stupidity caused him this much trouble".

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There, I ran out of things I want to write in this. Oh, right, how about what happened earlier. The room didn't have a door, it was plain four walls, I've never actually noticed the "angels" go inside, but I saw them earlier. They entered through the wall in front of me. Finally! Some magic. I guess it's interesting to look at. Back to the point, a bunch of different not-angels went inside and told me to come with them.

"Malum, a Being from Ffera, we are here to provide you our safe company as a temporary shelter. You are welcome until the AoHB have gathered enough evidence to rule their judgment. We are to offer assistance for your case."

"... -who are you again?"

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