Darkness Part 3
His snacks were gone, Celeste was serious.
Spirit Watcher?
“I should explain.”
He draws out a triangle on the floor.
“It’s like a pyramid, us Spirit Watchers are all at the bottom, we only watch over spirits of the living with no right to interfere. Kinda like a patrol officer who’s not allowed to interact with the neighborhood. I hate this existence”
I couldn't think of anything.
“The Spirit Guiders are only allowed to bring spirits to the afterlife and interact with them to give them a final verdict. They can also pass judgement on spirits and determine whether their time to die is at hand or not, they could essentially drive you to an early grave…”
I gulped, pretty cliche I know… but this exposition isn't happening any faster…
“Bare with me, at least this isn't a café”
Celeste continues,
“The Guiders also are capable of some pretty wild shit man, like time control. Obviously they need to slow it down to guide all the billions of people since they can also control the fate of all organic life.”
That's pretty broad, that includes plants and animals with humans too. I wonder if an alien touched down to Earth they would be under the law of these Guider people, that'd be some crazy Dandadan shit with spirits vs aliens… Wait, did I just remember another pop culture thing? No Dandadan is too cult for that, you should read Dadadan.
“I see you’re getting distracted so we might as well talk about the Spirit Executers. These ones only watch over the Watchers and Guiders and will attack and kill those who move out of line,” Celeste’s expression grew sour, “However I’ve slipped past their radar since I was demoted from Guider to Watcher so they just simply ignored my cute ass and now I have a plan to crush them.”
Wait a minute,
“You just want revenge for being demoted?” I said with a poised look on my face, “Sounds to me like you should've just done your job.”
He went from sour to sweet, or rather… smug.
“Oh my, Mister Unnamed Suicide Boy!! Yes you are a boy I forgot to mention you’re male and like 19 according to your body!!!”
The sarcasm and tone is infuriating.
“No.”
He switched back to being serious.
“I want to kill them because they're corrupt, I’m sure I’m strong enough to kill 10 or 20 before I die too.”
He paused.
“But dying would make it a massacre, not reformation. I want to change the system and make the afterlife a better place for its citizens, both deceased spirits and its guardians, all three tiers of them.”
I think I get him now.
“I want you to help me, or rather…”
A pause.
“You’re left with an ultimatum, either join me or you’ll be sent to hell and the story ends on episode three.”
Shocking choice… but I think It’s obvious what to do.
“I’m obviously joining you man…”
He laughs,
“So you have a brain after all! Great, let's make you a guardian like me!”
Wait a minute… Espera un momento, Chotto Matte
“Does that mean?”
He stands and twirls like a ballerina, no more or less like a schoolgirl…
“You get a special power!! Just like I do!!!”
A comically large wheel of fortune with one million choices pops into existence.
“Now then!! You’ll have to take a spin of this but as my new teammate you should get yourself a name!!!”
A name huh, well strangely enough I do remember being a huge manga nerd before dying.
“Gege Fujimoto”
The dullest expression humanly possible laid bare on Celeste Ambrose’s face
“I’ve never seen a latino with a Japanese name bruh”
He clapped twice as he ordered me to pick again. I stretch my arms out as if I’m about to run a marathon. Wait, wouldn't you stretch your legs for a marathon? I guess I’ll stretch those out too. I’ve decided.
“Prim Arata”
Celeste smiles genuinely.
“Still Japanese on the last name but I like it, not bad you fucking weeb.”
His smile turned disingenuous.
“But your names mean the same thing, they mean first or beginning or some shit, I’m calling out 01 from now on you unoriginal fuck, I swear to god you 5’11 19 year old bitches always be acting up like you’re 5’11 how you let puberty cuck you likw that? And you're skinny and ugly too??? Hit the gym and stop sitting around looking like that, you need to stop watching all those romance animes and start romancing some bitches. Gotoubun no Hanayome? More like Got-ta get some mo’ bitches yo. Bro really tried to sneak in Nebraska fr I hope you get some awesome power to balance out the shit unoriginal name. Bitch.”
I was nearly certain he was gonna drop a slur there somewhere but I’m more surprised he didn't than the shitty pun on my favorite harem show… wait did he know it was my favorite? What am I thinking? Let me just spin the wheel. I’ll ignore the massive dialogue…”
“Yeahhh!!! Spin it!!!”
Celeste watches me in anticipation, similar to that of an older brother watching in excitement as his younger brother is about to get an ass whooping for hiding his report card.
The wheel stops.
“Huh? ok this is quite middle of the road.”
Regeneration.
“I like it!”
Celeste smirks.
“I think your regen should be only on you but if you can regen others or push its ability to other shit then it’ll make for some peak fiction!”
I ignored whatever the fuck he just said, I’m happy I got a super natural technique! Hopefully it doesn't backfire, but I don’t see how regeneration could.
“What's your powers Celeste?”
He puts his fingers on his lips
“Shhhh it's a secret ‘Oh One’”
He points his finger at me as he makes a snapping gesture.
“Now Prim, here’s where our story finally begins.”
He walks towards me as an RGB glow surrounds his right hand. Then suddenly, as if it was the first time I heard something other than voices and chewing.
*snap*
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