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Shadow Puppet'Only Now Exists' - or, as we'll call him, ONE - is a being beyond human comprehension. In the late 1990s, when a group of physicists were experimenting with general relativity, ONE was created when scientist Arnold Krisner concentrated photons into a space so small that it created a black hole, enveloping him inside of it. The black hole was eventually stopped by the rest of the team, but it is theorized that Arnold became a fourth - dimensional being while inside the black hole. It is now Arnold, or ONE, who has plunged Earth into a literal dark age, where time moves forward and stops at his will, and only the lucky few who have hidden from ONE's wrath for this long are still alive. There are only three of them left. Well, now two. Jordan shrieked but was quickly silenced by Sarah's hand, as to not gain any unwanted attention from ONE. The image of their friend Daniel being hung by his limbs like a marionette made them wish they could go back to wandering aimlessly in total, absolute darkness. They see only what ONE wants them to see. And at this moment, this is what he wants. You cannot hear ONE, yet, somehow, you always know exactly what he is saying. You cannot feel ONE, but you know that the pain coursing through any part of your body at any given instant is him. ONE is not comprehensible, but your feeble human mind will make do. If God is all - powerful, then ONE is God. Sarah was too late - ONE heard them. ONE likes to believe he is omniscient, but the last living humans made shoes designed to make zero sound no matter how hard or fast they walked. They created a language based entirely on feeling one another's hands, with specific code words like 'HELP,' 'RUN,' and 'HUNGRY.' They used wits to outsmart ONE, and it worked. Sometimes. ONE started to transmit his subject matter to the two humans. "He is your puppet now, do with him as you will." Jordan started crying as their hand still covered Sarah's mouth. These three friends were hardly such before ONE. In fact, they lived in three different countries, and only heaven knows how they wound up finding each other. But each one of them had saved the others' lives on multiple occasions and in multiple ways. Their bond was deeper and stronger than most, and rooted in survival. If they didn't get along, or fought, they would surely have wound up dead a long time ago. But now, in front of them, was Daniel, their Daniel, mangled into a gruesome doll for ONE's entertainment. Sarah broke free of Jordan's hand. "Why? Why? Why? You kill, and you torture, you enslave and you rape - and for what? What purpose? Because of you, there is nothing. YOU are nothing! - " "And yet, I am everything." ONE's voice, if it could even be called such, penetrated Sarah's mind like a needle, engraving his message into every cell that made up her being. She trembled in fear, yet her bravery kept her upright. "You forget, mortal, that I am not a being as you can imagine. Try looking at your friend Daniel over there through your elbow. That is what it is like to comprehend a deity such as I. Time is my possession. And with that comes space. Matter." Sarah's body started to stretch as if she were being pulled like a rubber band. "I can do more than you can sense with any part of your material bodies." Her elongated structure started to tear apart, and she screamed in agony as tears flowed down her cheeks but stood still when they reached her neck, as if frozen in time. "With that being said, will you play with Daniel as intended?" Sarah's limbs were on the verge of being ripped apart, and Jordan was stuck in a time loop that prevented them from doing anything but watch. Sarah mustered up the strength to mutter "I will never do what Arnold Krisner ushers me to do." The air stood still. For a picosecond that seemed like a lifetime, everything went silent. There was no pain, there was no fear, there was no ONE. But only for that instant. Sarah could feel ONE's rage in all parts of her, and her figure was swiftly ripped apart until every atom that created her was separate. There was now only Jordan left. They were released from the time loop, and ONE had now infiltrated Jordan's brain. "You are the last human on planet earth. How long would you like to live?" Jordan felt something no human with a life before this could understand. Rage, sadness, melancholy, longing, fear - all combined into a foggy cloud that mingled above their head. They said nothing. ONE responded to the silence. "You cannot escape your fate, so at least make your last decision for yourself before I do." Jordan lifted their head and softly, calmly, as if they were okay, spoke to ONE: "I want to live as long as you." ONE simply replied "Impossible." Jordan spoke as if none of this had ever happened to them. "It is not. I know why you suddenly decided to kill us. Because you are afraid." ONE, for the first time in the history of time, was confused. "Afraid? Afraid? What would I possibly have to fear from the last weak, malnourished, disposable mortal on this desolate rock that I alone have plunged into shadows?" Jordan lifted the corner of their lip into a slight grin. "You fear me because we have found your source. Your mistake. Your life." ONE exclaimed, "You have gone mad! What could you possibly mean in any universe by that? You fail to understand - there is no mistake. You think I was created by accident? You think I'm some sort of broken experiment that created ONE? I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN ONE. Time flows at my discretion! I do not have a past, nor a future. ONLY. NOW. EXISTS." Jordan yelled in fury "You are so full of yourself that you fail to see my strengths! You are not a God; you are not all that will ever exist! And I know this because I can see even through your darkness. I see right through you. And that is why you will always lose." And with that, Jordan pushed the start button on the control panel inside the room where Arnold began the experiment an infinite amount of time ago, where he became ONE. A loud screeching and a flash of light engulfs the space around Jordan, and as if time had ceased to exist, there was nothing. Nothing except Jordan, who now existed purely as a being of the unknown. The last being. Alone and left with a universe at their will, Jordan had nothing left to do except scream. Scream at what they had lost, what they had gained, what they had suffered through. Jordan was now ONE. Thanks for reading! :3 |
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