The Beginning
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THE BUS WAS LATE AGAIN. I think they will stop the bus system the Levi-train and (for those who can afford) instaport has really taken off. The buses will be swept with the trash, like petrol cars … like me. Getting on the bus seems like such a hassle even moving is tiring maybe it's because malnutrition, maybe all the flavored e-cigs, maybe my lack of motivation .The bus doors creakily close. These days only poor people use the bus and in this more advanced economy they are practically a dying breed but the seats are sticky with not , so it's hard to find a seat in the practically empty bus.
Look at you Freya Eeri, 19 ,and already a failure ,addicted to cigs, you couldn’t even keep a sponsor couldn’t you be a bit decent instead of acting like a stuck up snot nosed b***h where the heck did the 300 IQ go?.
Frick off.
Life isn’t going so great; I lost another sponsor my last one in fact if I was poor before than I'm broke now. I take another puff of smoke. I'm a professional researcher not some ass kissing, shoe licking ninny. The weird voice that has been bothering me for the last month or so is also not helping.
Don’t blame me you did this to yourself
This started 29 days 3 hours ago when i tried to end my suffering when the voice came and mocked me for giving up and I've been trying to live just to spite it ….but...but it's not working. Going home only to live of cheap ramen. The only human communication I've had in the last year or so besides work is the underpaid cashier at the grocery store. I don’t know saving the world seems like so much work when it's hard to even dig up the will to stay alive. The longer I take the harder it gets for me to give a s**t about the world deleting itself without anybody noticing. The dirty window of the bus fogs with my breath as I take another puff, I'm running out of time. It's all because a dumbass got me high on a stupid theory that turned out to be true.
The simulation theory
Most humans live peacefully due to their unique ability to ignore the obvious just for their own comfort. They do this subconsciously so even if you point it out to them they wouldn’t know what you're talking about. I call this the bypass phenomenon or bypass P for short. I unfortunately lack this ability due to my almost unnaturally high IQ OF 300. So when this unique study conducted in 2026 was revealed to a 5 year old me I understood it better than most people. The simulation theory a study conducted to prove or dismiss the theory of the whole human civilization and everything we see or discover or experience is a simulation or not but when the results were presented the majority of the population explaining the probability of the whole theory being higher than they had expected, the theory was proven by means that turned confidential after revealing the proven theory due to the bad reception it got since the existence of the theory went against all principles of any religion ever. There were riots and eventually it was shut down but just as eventually people forgot about it. And if this s**t wasn’t destroying the world I could have had a good life. But the theory isn’t the actual problem. The glitches in the simulation are.
In a normal lifespan of a human they would witness up to thirty to fifty five error or glitches as I call them. it's when something that is logically impossible in this world happen but they are generally small so in most cases it dismissed as paranormal activity or such or in some cases they would be seen but not noticed because of the bypassP. These glitches are getting worse, 4 years ago the privately owned island of Saint Martin in France disappeared, the people, resources and anything else just gone. When asked about the disappearance, people responded saying they did not remember an island being there not even the family that owned the island remembers owning it. So currently the large glitches are slowly deleting little parts of the world but nobody is noticing. Glitches not only delete but they also input things that was not there before for example a large six legged amphibian was suddenly discovered in the great Sweden man made forest about 7 years ago and it could have just been a new discovered species but it is evolutionary impossible for a animal to have six legs.
So frustrating, even if you discover something about the simulation it would be ignored or misunderstood why don’t you just give up.
My eyes fly open as adrenaline fills my blood, I don’t understand why I'm so alarmed, is it because the uncharacteristic comment of the voice? Malnutrition? Or maybe something el-
The homeless man lying in the seat front of me disappeared. Oh crap this place is glitching. Clam down you know what's happening, it's ok. Take a puff breathe it out. You can't do anything now any way.
Shit we ran out of time come on extraction process is a go.
Breathe in breathe out the bus driver disappeared too.
Kalek sir, it's not working the extraction process it being interfered by the delete protocol .Fuck the protocol we need to bring her NOW.
I know what's going own and honestly? This is so uncalled for I don’t even have enough energy to panic.
So as the bus disappears around me I smoke and my last thought before I died was that this is a very disappointing way to go.
Titus…
The operation was successful, barely .The erased are gone, not one living being is alive. With the exception of the girl, not that the survival of the others were a priority, only the girl was demanded.
"What are her vitals?" I ask
"Kalek, she has a light case of malnutrition, nothing else." The head nurse replied, fluttering her eyelashes.
"Is she clean?" They should just give me a report so I don’t have to waste time asking question but it's against medbay policy. Tsk. "Yes sir no other worldly diseases have been discovered yet." Just say yes or no I don’t need to hear your bullshit.
"Check her again we cannot afford pandemic right now." We really can't. We need to fix this as soon as possible.
"Is she awake?"
"Yes bu-"
"Good" I say as I do a half jog thing to get away from her. Come on take the hint.
"Wait she's not ready for visitation."
I abruptly stop at the door temporarily marked Freya Eriee and say to the nurse. "From the rate we are going she will be useless before she is ready." I slam the door open and go in my shoes, clacking on the white surface. The girl lying there on the bed looks at me not even surprised unruffled not scared at all. Good, it'll make things easier for me. "May you be blessed Miss Eriee my name is Mayard Titus and I'm the Kalek of the new eraser program that will be sponsoring you during the eraser or as you call it glitch global crises. You may call me Kalek Titus.
She sits up and asks. "What do you want from me?" She asked as if this was an everyday situation for her. I'm trying to be polite couldn’t she even appreciate that with a hello? Fine if she's not going to bother to be polite then I don’t know why I should be.
"We want your brains for this operati-" before I'm even done she says.
"Why does your voice sound familiar?"
Patience, patience, I hear my mother say in my head. OK, breathe out, breathe in.
I do my best to smile. "Well you see, we, our organization has been keeping an eye on you and when we realized that your mental health was deteriorating in a speedy pace we had to take measures to ensure that you would not harm yourself in anyway. Although we have tried many ways to ensure your safety, most of them didn’t get to-" She interrupts me again.
"If it didn’t get to me it must have been some shitty service huh." She said and smiled mockingly showing off her coffee stained teeth. I go on louder as if I didn’t hear her.
"One of them did but even so it was a rather cruel method. As we were observing you we noticed that you had a rather hateful nature so when our methods failed we sent the most hateful and mocking voice we could find and made it say heinous things to you the second we noticed the your morale was low in hopes that you would boost yourself just to spite the voice and we were correct, the voice just so happens to be mine"
"No s**t, also shouldn’t you be more sensitive to my situation as I was ripped from my world and brought here unwillingly. " She says as if there is no way she could be wrong. She pisses me off.
"Oh? Really? And you're sure about this? Please tell us, oh great researcher, how did you come to this batshit conclusion. "
Does she know I'm testing her? How much does she know? Or is it just a bluff?
"Well, Mayard, you see I know for a fact that the area I was in previously, no longer exists, I recognize the symptoms. But other than the obvious the I.V bag is written in a language I don’t recognize. That is not right cause I speak 28 different languages know about 58 others and it consists all 6 core languages so practically any language on earth I would know. You mentioned technology far advanced than my earth also the nurses mouth hasn’t been closed since I started talking and her face says it all, so mind telling me where actually am I?"she says as if she's got me cornered and that paired with the fact that I'm about give her the shock of her life makes me laugh.
"Uno H come here please." I call my little robot helper. "Report to the broad meeting, that the initial testing is over and the result will be given shortly." As I finish saying this the arrogant girls smug smile is completely obliterated, now she knows she was being tested "W-what do you mean initial testi-" she's caught off guard and this time I cut her off.
"Did you really think that we would be so careless? If we wanted to hide something from you? All this is carefully planned and monitored, this initial test was to conform weather you are truly needed or not and lastly remember, this no matter how much we want you, you - are - replaceable" I finish menacingly."So behave" I give her a last mocking smile and whisk out, leaving her struck dumb.
Eriee…
As the door closes behind him and the nurse that was previously leaning against the wall at the far side of the windowless room, takes my pulse but is silent the whole time. Is she mocking me? Whatever, I don’t care. This silence gives me time to think and process. I'm not surprised about the other world thing, I summarized as much during my research but they want me? The nurse takes a syringe, fills it up and inserts something in me. I don’t worry about it because if they want me they won't kill me. The annoying voice dude kept saying 'want' and not 'need' so that is bothering me but his words felt too practiced so am I really unimportant or do they just want me to think that?
I lie down to think better but as soon as I do so I fall into a chemically induced sleep.
Titus…
There were 8 of the ten perceivers present currently in the well lit, meeting room, I'm standing at attention and it's tiring. I want to go home.
"As you all have seen the initial testing, I see no need as to why I have to stay here. Goodbye." I state and turn to leave. "Wait Kalek Titus we have not dismissed you yet and as of that you are not obligated to leave" Keres Enoch says, she's the chief commander of operations and has been giving me s**t since I got here.
"Yes, wait Titus you are a good observer, what is your take on this?" This time it's said by Maverick Calican, the executive of the overseers. He's a fatherly gentleman so I don’t mind him.
"Well, her instincts were well formed though they need practice, her speech is very compromised she will need speech therapy, her unkempt looks will affect our organization so there should be progress on that and the rest is acceptable except for her habit of her displaying her arrogance. Keeping arrogance is fine showing it off is the problem." As I finish there is silence.
"Well gentleman it seems as though we have a winner." Says Enoch
"Yes it seems like we do but we should discuss it further." This was said by the merging director from the other districts. Yeses echoed I the room by all the other perceivers.
"Titus you may go." Says Calican and without another word I leave.
Enoch…
"Okay gentleman is Titus really the person who would guide her? As we understand, she is currently rather sensitive and Titus is apathetic to such situations." I say. Considering the circumstances the most logical would be my son. He is strong and wise and he has experience with such individuals as he was one at one point
"Yes but as such he is the only one whose observations were spot on and currently he is the only one who can keep up with her mentally." This was said by the merging director, once again.
"Right and they both have spiteful natures. She is already used to his voice due to the head voice protocol we used on her, so don’t you think that she needs something she's used to?" Said the head psychiatrist of Medbay.
"Yes, it would make the most sense" said Calican
" But Titus is known to be relentless-." The merging director cut him off by saying.
"This relentlessness is needed as she has shown trouble keeping motivation." Why is he so eager to pull my son into this?
"So are we all at an agreement?" I say a bit hesitantly. And with that the meeting was concluded
As I'm walking home I wonder if giving this big responsibility. Will I hurt him more than this and will he ever consider being the way he was with me before the incident? The streets are full of busy younglings. It's so colorful. It's absolutely dazzling. And as stand in front of my home building that reaches up to 25 floors I wonder for the hundredth time was my love not enough for him to just turn out normal? What happened that I'm scared to even enter my own home where my son is waiting for me? The doors open when it sees me. The two bed roomed apartment and May is there cooking. A smile comes to my face thinking about my perfect son but it's also wiped off when I get to his only flaw.
"I'm home May."I have to say that with smile or he'll know. He turns around and answers me
"Mother, I didn’t hear you coming."He doesn’t smile at me but that’s fine. My son his black hair is like mine but his bone structure and blue eyes belong to his father. That's odd I don’t remember his eyes being so dull, it seems as if they get duller every day. It's probably nothing. He's taller than me about 5feet 9 inches.
"What's for dinner, May?" I ask
"If you boil the rice than we can have fowl stew with the leftover sweet meat from yesterday."All this time he hasn’t smiled once. He's wearing an apron over his black shirt and 3th quartered pants. He turns around to tend to the stew. I take my shoes off at the door, go stand behind him and lean my head against his back. He freezes as soon as I touch him.
"My son where have I gone wrong with you?" I ask him and when he answers his voice is so cold
"You have asked this question every night since I told you who I am. What do you seek to gain from it?" This is the first time he has answered since i started asking these question months ago and I'm so surprised that i take a step back. He turns around and asks me again "What do you seek to GAIN FROM IT." he loses his composure and yells the last part. I have never seen him so angry
"It's just that your disease-" I start but he cuts me off
"THIS IS NOT A DISEASE " He yells and I'm getting angry too who gave him the right to yell at me. I am his mother.
"Don’t think this isn’t a disease Mayard, you're lucky that I still love you with this condition of yours."
"I'm lucky? I'M LUCKY? THE ONLY LUCK I GOT WAS TO ACTUALLY HAVE AN OPEN BRAIN INSTEAD OF YOURS WHICH IS AS CLOSE MINDED AS A CLAM SHELL, A BRAIN THAT CAN REALIZE WHEN MY OWN MOTHER IS GUILT TRIPPING ME FOR TELLING HER WHO I AM." He's being too loud.
"Calm down Mayard the neighbors will be disturbed." His face which was previously contorted in anger went back to his icy rage and he regained his composure
"A time like this and all you can think about is the neighbor instead of your own son I'm ashamed mother."His voice is calm so it takes a second to register his words. Then he says again in that calm cold voice
"I'm not ill mother, I'm-"
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