The Fantasy of A World Ending
The prologue
"I feel like a lot of people tend to fantasize about the end of the world, and by a lot, I mean of those that closely follow apocalypses theories, books, and movies. We didn't know how the world was going to end but, a lot of people sure did fantasize about it. Whether it was a zombie apocalypse, zombie invasion, or a deadly plague that struck the earth. People would think about how they would be able to survive such situations. But, from the books I read in the past and the conversations I've read, no one ever stopped to consider if, once the world did end, they really would want to survive it. If there would even be something to survive for.
Thinking about it now, maybe those books and movies really were to blame for how people acted when it ended. They always seemed to portray characters that had a strong will to live, either because of the family that they had to find and protect or because they were a "lone wolf" type of survivor that suddenly found love and a reason to live. Not to mention how fantastical it was for every main character just to so happen know some survival skills to help them get by. Ha- I'm sure that if there were some fans of these stories left, they would surely cry in outrage over how ridiculously different it all ended up being in the end.
Although, that's the funny thing about fantasy and reality. Reality usually ends up being so much worse than fantasy, and much crueler. You see, it wasn't that all of us didn't have anything to live for, or that we all had such suicidal feelings and thoughts, it's just that it didn't matter. We reached such a state in the world where it didn't matter if we wanted to live or not, it also didn't matter what ability we had to survive, we simply didn't have such pleasant choices. In fact, we had no choice.
We always seem to miss that part when talking about the end of the world. Or maybe when you see and hear these worlds you simply infer that they mean "the end of the world as we know it". Well let me correct you on that, it wasn't the end as in "the end of our everyday lives", it was the end as in an actual expiration date of the world's ability to continue to exist. To continue to support life. Our world, before leaving it, was about to end, life simply couldn't continue to exist and the real kicker was, it was all humanity's fault. We brought the end to ourselves.
Alright now, I believe that's enough to get you all to at least listen to my story, right? You are interested...right? Good. Then, before I muddle my story up with too many details and get you all confused, I will have to start from the beginning. And there are only a couple more things to say before I start. The first is my only demand. I've tried to tell this story enough to know the general response by now, and have recently come to the conclusion that I should make any who listen to my story first, to make me a simple promise.
I now know that anyone I talk to about this around here would rather label me crazy before they really listen to what I'm saying, and although disappointing, I don't blame them. Therefore, I need you all to promise me that, before I finish, before I end the story of how I got here, none of you, absolutely no one who's listening to me now, will at any point interrupt me. That means, no questions, no opinions, and absolutely no sounds. Can we all agree to that?
Good, then I will now state the last bit of information that you need to know before we start and that is, my name. Now, I used to have a normal name, you know something that usually your birth parents would write on your birth certificates, usually about three words long. That kind of thing. Well, I used to have something like that. But since I now no longer have a birth certificate, social security, or any form of legal documentation. I believe that it is only right that I don't use that name anymore. It only brings me pain that I wish to forget, and, in more ways than one, I am no longer the person that name used to belong to.
So, from now on, in both this world and in the story I will tell of my old world, my name shall now be...Vee. And yes, I did just make that up on the spot.
Great, with that all out of the way and your interest still slightly peaked, I will now start from the beginning. Don't forget your promise."
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