Observing the End, Volume 3: Protagonism

Chapter 12: The Calling of Chaos

“Daddy, wh-where are you? I mi-miss you so~ much~, ehehe~! Daddy~, come and play with me, okay? It’s been so long since I, I felt, f*****g s**t-cunt-w***e, felt your warm c**k inside my tiny little p***y~! Hahahaha~! Hyahaha~! Daddy~, what’s taking so long~! I need you inside of me~!”

Holy f*****g shitballs. That was a scary dream. I can’t remember how many times I’ve seen that same nightmare though. The ‘little girl’ calls out to me, asking me to come and find or save her… Then when I finally reach the kid with the blurry face, she transforms into some kinda monster. Usually with lots of tentacles. And then I get f****d in the ass, dickhole and have a tentacle shoved down my throat. Usually my eyes get ripped out or sometimes burned by acid, while my ears are left intact so that I can hear my flesh melting off.

“Aw~, Daddy died again~! Hehehe~! Don’t worry, your cue-cue-cute~, daughter will bring you back again next time~! Ahn~, I can’t wait~!”

She’ll say something like that and then I’ll wake up. Often times, I’ll only think that I woke up and go about my normal routine for a while, until I start m**********g. Then she appears beside me. In the form of a child, an old woman, a beefy muscle-girl or sometimes wearing the face of someone I know. Someone I really don’t want to have s*x with. But she forces me to anyway.

Honestly, there are worse dreams. True nightmares are usually the ones we love the most. A life we never want to give up. We’re given children and want to watch them grow up, but we can’t, because we wake from those nightmares and realize that we never had kids. We never gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. We don’t even have a v****a. Okay, maybe that’s a little specific.

The point is that once you get past the fear and anxiety of losing control. You realize that you can do anything in those worlds. Because they’re within your own mind or soul. No matter how hard someone tries to attack you within your own mind, they ultimately can’t hurt you once you run out of f***s to give. Once you’ve been tortured and r***d so many times by your own imagination, there’s nothing for them to break you with.

Chaotica is real. I know this now, since Inari came and told me herself. If Chaotica, the Goddess of Eternal Chaos, is a real f*****g thing… Then she literally wants my d**k. She wants me to f**k her in every orifice, even ones that humans don’t have, and ugh… I’m so horny that I’d totally do it.

I’m not like the ‘MCs’ in my stories. In fact, I’ve always fantasized about Chaotica. Which is why I made the Michaels reject and avoid her as much as possible. I honestly wanted her for myself. A twisted little psychopathic Goddess who loves and hates me so much that she can’t decide whether to f**k or kill me. But she’s a total masochist, so she also wants me to kill her too. To torture her in ways that any sane person would revile.

***

Okay seriously, I was in a weird mood earlier, but now that I’m fully awake… I can hear a voice whispering into my mind. When I run around fast enough that the wind is deafening, she calls out to me.

“Michael~!”

She usually just calls my name, but I can feel it coming from where Silvia is headed. We’re at the entrance to an ominous blackened valley. It kinda looks like the two mountains here were originally connected together. Maybe it got nuked or hit by an asteroid? Either way, nothing is growing within the valley. Meanwhile, all around us are lush forests and beautiful grasslands. There are even fields of giant wheat, corn and other staple foods nearby. They might have been farms back in the olden days or maybe someone tried to start a farm here, but eventually had to leave. I don’t see any buildings though.

I’ve asked Talia if she hears anything a few times now, but she just points out the various sounds in the environment. Birds chirping, wolves howling, dogs barking and other s**t like that. You know, something that they don’t really talk about often in sci-fi shows is how ‘different’ things are on a world with lower gravity than Earth. The sounds are one of the things that change. For whatever reason, the frequency stays the same when traveling through various mediums, but the wavelength changes.

In other words, s**t sounds different. And aside from that, sound doesn’t travel as far when the air is thinner. Oh, and if the planet is smaller, then it also influences reverb when you’re outside. I can’t say that I particularly hate it on Orcheim, but I prefer Earth.

***

The moment we stepped into the valley, that’s when the screaming started. Roars and cries echoed all around us. It wasn’t just in my head anymore, but like we had stepped into some kinda horrible hellscape.

Silvia and Talia freaked out, trying to run away as quickly as possible. While I, wasn’t too surprised. Although they were covered by blackened soil, I could see gigantic bones in the distance. Embedded in the cliffs on each side were three dragon skulls, with claws, wings and ribs scattered around the valley. After kicking away some of the dirt below my feet, I noticed that I was actually walking on the creature’s spine.

It had obviously died hundreds or thousands of years ago. There were also bones from people and animals. Along with purple scales and silver metal scraps. Obviously a huge battle had occurred there a long time ago.

After living around zombies for so long, I’m pretty used to the constant screaming and roaring. Not saying that it ain’t annoying. Just pointing out that it’s not enough to scare me off.

There is something that I did notice though. Talia’s voice increased in pitch and so did Silvia’s neighing. Not only that, but looking from only a few meters inside the blackened zone, the two of them seemed to be moving way faster than normal. It didn’t take long before I realized that it was ‘temporal displacement’.

In order to test my theory, I walked a bit farther inward and called out to Talia, but she couldn’t even understand what I was saying. Also, her voice was so high pitched that I could barely hear it. It only took what seemed like a few seconds before she rushed inside and started hugging me.

As much as I would have loved to get this annoying voice outta my brain as soon as possible, there’s no way I was gonna head straight into some kinda mysterious spacial or temporal anomaly without any preparations. I grabbed Talia in one arm and then used the other to grab Silvia’s mane, guiding her back out into the grassland.

I kept going until the voice had completely stopped, then found the nearest forest and stream. It was time to give Talia a proper home to grow up in… She needs her own room too, so that she has her privacy when she goes through puberty or whatever. Yeah, I know, I just need to be able to jerk off in peace. She’ll probably wanna play with herself in her own room eventually too, assuming that she takes after me.

***

Built a shitty hut. Yeah, I ain’t a carpenter and even on house-building simulation games, I was terrible. I usually just used the pre-designed and built houses, because mine would collapse and my characters would all die. Either that, or they would burn down and/or explode.

Don’t worry, given enough time, I’ll be able to figure out how to build a shack. Eventually even a normal one-story house might be possible, who knows? At the very least, we’re now able to have some shelter from the sun and rain.

My goal is to build an actual carriage for Silvia to pull. One which can serve as a mobile home for Talia and I, for when we eventually venture into that creepy devilish valley. We also need a wagon to carry massive amounts of water and preserved food. Yep, it’s a pain in the ass, but I’ve got plenty of time.

At the very least, Inari hasn’t given me a divine kick in the ass yet. In case she does decide to hurry us along, I’ll try to make the preparations as quickly as possible.