Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-34902176-20180714003747/@comment-34320391-20180715115705

My mind. It felt pure, it felt whole. But it wasn't.

I knew, from deep within my veins I was Nik, a young adolescent in this world. But I wasn't.

I was corrupted. I was Project Number 512345. Code Name: Awesome. I wasn't just a boy, I wasn't even a monster. I was something else.

I opened my clenched fist. The person behind me, whether it was a boy or a girl, a man or a woman or something else entirely, had taken a seat on a velvet red chair located at the far end of the room, next to the door. I heard the ruffling of paper being laid down on the marble desk in front of him. Or her. Or it.

I didn't dare to look at the person, my creator, my saviour, my master. My hand reached out towards the person and I felt something. I closed my hand a bit and felt it make contact with the person, even though I was more than 20 metres away.

Who am I?

I was not in the mood to think. I was angry. 16 years of my life was gone because of this person. And they can't even let me be normal. They'd done something to me. They'd changed me.

I swiped at the person and I heard the person fly to his or her right. I heard a groan as the person left the room. Shutting and locking the door behind him. Or her. Or it.

Quiet. Again. I sat down on my bed which I must've been sleeping on. Next to it was a pair of black, sleek headphones. I put them on.

Music.

I couldn't think straight. I didn't know who I was bred for, how I was bred and why I was bred. I didn't care. I was me. Nik. I may be awesome, but not Awesome. I was Nik.

I pushed my hand at the window and heard the satisfying crash as the window shattered. I stepped to the edge, feeling the wind and rain whip at me. My skin felt numb to the bitter cold outside. But I didn't care. I was free.

I jumped off the building into the rain, the wind, the cold. I felt my power, whatever it was, carry me away. Anywhere, but here. Music played in my ears. The song, I couldn't recognise, but it was calm. Calm against the rain, the wind, the cold.

I was free.