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The normals (2)

(If this ever gains any traction I might take the time to fix the grammar) “It all began in the United States, Murrayville Georgia. There was news that a baby that was exceptionally loud was born… the origin really isn't what’s important. The point is that the universe up and got bored or something and started handing out special powers all willy nilly like. People thought that these powers were sick at first. Well atleast most did, RealityDreamer ended up biting the dust after a short dream in which he fell… The point is that it started out as a pretty sweet deal for most. A rather rad way of life, that is until the wishmaker mucked things up. After about a hundred or so years of this special powers nonsense a special came along titled the wishmaker. He understood that he had one wish to change the universe. Whatever he wanted would come true. One wish, one change to reality. The tragedy of this story was that the wishmaker watched japanese anime so he was an edgy character. Instead of wishing for something simple like the solving of world hunger or Infinite money he was determined to make the perfect wish; one that wouldn't backfire. Damn, if only he would have wished for infinite money, instant death, the easy way out. But no, this self-righteous weeaboo thinks to himself. “If someone evil got this wishmaking power they could do some real damage. Ill just wish that no one can have the wishmaking power, but I am gonna try to be clever too” The point is the sucker wishes: “For everyone to have their own unique power that no one who has ever existed has ever had” But here is the kicker. When he finally goes to make the wish, because he has to do it out loud beginning with “I wish” for some no sense reasoning, a terrible spur of the moment thought popped into his skull. “gee golly, what if I add the word “Very” before the word Unique, to just really make sure no one gets anything like my wish power?” So he did and now we have a population of over twenty billion people each with their own “very” unique power. Any sane person would simply think that isn't possible. There isn't that many ideas right? Well turns out reality can just make things up or something. It's been seventeen years since the wish and by the looks of things I doubt the normals will make it to twenty. Oh right, “Normals” I forgot to mention that reality is a dick and didnt give a handful of us special abilities, because hell why not? That definitely won't cause traumatic feelings of envy and worthlessness and why do I care anyways, I am reality. So thats us, “The normals” the few of us left without powers with enough spirit to keep on fighting to survive. Where does this spirit come from? Why do we fight and a bitter and hopeless world doomed to oblivion? I ask myself these questions every hour and the only answer I came up with is that it's interesting and a little fun sometimes. This certainly explains why there isnt anyone left of us I would describe as sane. So that's the truth, I hope things make a little more sense.” It occured to Exazial that Jack was outstandingly bad at telling stories succinctly. It had occurred to him because at some point Exazial had realized that he had heard this story several times but he assumed it was a tall tale told to children in order to give them a sense of foundation in a seemingly foundationless world. It had not occurred to Exazial that someone as incredibly clever as jack could fall for such nonsense. How could anyone believe that someone very determined not to make a backfiring wish could make such a terrible reality rending wish. The problem lay in that he realized that his previous truth that was actually a lie² has now turned into a lie… a lie⁻¹? are lie⁻¹’s a sin? That is, can sin travel through time? Can something that was not a sin but is redefined later as a sin be counted towards the sin one has? How far through time can sin travel? Of course the bigger problem was the question of if sitting through someone's story that you thought you never heard but then you realize you have heard is considered a sin. He really would have tried harder to interrupt his brother but last time he did this his brother got really aggressively not mad at him and he didn't want to test how now mad a brother could get at him. Exazial felt a strong connection to his brother and feels really bad when his brother is disappointed in him. Anyways, the story was over now and…. Exazial collapsed to the floor, nearly fallen unconscious from his profuse sweating. “Exazial!” Jack exclaimed, rushing to come help. Exazial lay on a rock, his sweat spread across it like “Mayonnaise” Jack whispered, his mind continued to race his eyes darting around trying to find answers. Jack questioned his brothers belief in the great truth. “Jack… I feel… weak” “Well of course, your body’s produced over a pint of what appears to be-” “No one can escape from me!” a voice boomed as it entered the corridor. A rotund dark figure stood there wearing a crude demon costume. “De-” The mysterious figure started “Demayonnaise!” Jack interrupted and guessed “Wrong! I call myself Demonnaise. You are rude! Interrupting interrupting!” “Damn, so close” “Ooh! Was that a curse I heard? sinful tramp! Sinner sinner!” Demonnaise chanted. “Sinner, sinner! Soon Great Jack the Giant Slayer will be nothing more than a well dressed piece of human jerky!” “Ha! In your dreams clown” Jack rebutted, “I can defeat you-” Jack let the sentence linger for dramatic effect “- No sweat” (To be continued)

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zeaot · 4 years

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The Normals

(I had to make a change so that this could make any sense)

“… “wait.. For just’a moment. Have you ever just stopped and…. Wondered why all “this”… is happening?”

“Huh?”

“Like why aren’t we all normal? Why’s life so strange? What is the Ol’ World?”

“The Wishmaker thing remember?” Jack replied aggressively.

Jack had in his tone a sarcastic expectant vibe; as if Exezial should know why life is a complex bitter chaos . It angered and embarrassed Exezial to think that People knew why there was so much suffering, and he did not.

Of course he didn’t want to sound stupid, so Exazial began to lie “yeah, I-

“EXEZIAL! Don't you finish that sentence.” Jack interrupted with a sharp shout

Exazial stopped mid-sentence, shocked

“This is important.” Jack continued “I need to know if I have ever told you the “Great Truth” - The answer to why this is all happening? ...Not only because it is the single most important thing to know in the universe, but also because I am fairly certain the villain we are facing makes you sweat more, the more you sin. Exazial, if you lie to me right now, I am afraid that you may become very uncomfortable”.

Exazial pondered; Can an unfinished sentence be a lie? Is tone and/or intention sin? Was enough of the sentence delivered that it revealed this lying tone to jack? Is sin sub-reliant on Jacks mind; if jack had the ability to extrapolate on the tone in the intended way?

Exazial was starting to sweat so he made a rash decision to try to un-sin “Yeah, I never heard if the Wishmaker thing” he said, using the same tone that he had previously been using to lie in an attempt to lie to his lie. This made Exazial sound like it was obvious that he was proud that he had never heard of the “Wishmaker thing”.

Exazial felt stupid.

“Nice save bro!” Jack commended

Exazial continued to ponder; But if there is sin in intention wouldn't that mean there is sin in some sort of metaphysical postulation space? Is lying about what you were intending to say “lying²”? Can magic be lied to? Is magic real? Does magic know that I lie²d?

Jack had apparently already started telling this “great truth” of the universe he knew. But Exazial had spaced out in ponderance and failed to listen to the beginning of the conversation so now he was left with the pondering of whether or not listening to someone’s story but having no idea what they are talking about because you missed the beginning parts of the story, is considered lying.

Exazials sweat was starting to congeal into a thin white paste on top of his skin so he decided that it most probably was and that he should interrupt his brother.

Jack rambled on. “...the fatal error, the tragedy of this whole story was that the wishmaker was into Japanese anime. So the Wishmaker-”

Exazial prodded in and interrupted “Eh’ excuse me… Jack… Jack... Jack!”

Jack stopped rambling.

The moment of awkward silence here really dug at Exazial.

Exazial felt stupid.

“I sort of spaced out during the beginning of the story… so could you, restart, the umm, great Wishmaker story of truth thing?” Exazial finally asked.

“..yes of course.” Jack replied fiercely non-furiously as fury is probably a sin or something.

“Now listen closely because this will all be hard to believe... It began in the United States, Murrayville Georgia-”

Exazial made sure to listen closely this time. Eager to learn the great truth of the origins to all this whatever the hell is going on here.

...To Be continued (Christmas 2019)

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