A time card pops on the screen saying, “MONTAGE OVER THE NEXT YEAR”. This section was a montage of what happened to Magjic over the years. It was quite unsettling and somewhat graphic. It was mainly Magjic getting beaten up and getting insults. Phrases like you “You don’t have a reason to live. Best you kill yourself, I would if I looked like you. Remember it doesn’t matter how hard you try, you’ll never get any redemption from anyone.” There were times where random people threw trash at him and sprayed water and other chemicals in his face. Someone thought of an idea to use Magjic as a way to get money. That person created a short show where people would pay to see Magjic which most considered a freak. People were quite disgusted by him, even if he wasn’t threatening or ugly in any way. Magjic couldn’t do much since no one would try to aid him or at least sympathize with him. It would seem imaginary friends were much more hated than I’d imagined. The montage continues until it freezes and pops up another title card which says, “A SLIGHT PIECE OF HOPE.” It shows another time of the day, where the bullies approach Magjic. “Hey John, this guy isn’t really that fun to mess around with as much.(John was the leader of the group) “Yea, this little shithead isn’t as fun as he used to be. Carl, you still got a phone call back?(Carl was the ordinary teen in the group) “Oh shit, I actually forgot to tell you. We actually got into a contract for a band.” “For real?” “Yep, we're gonna be so famous dude. We’re gonna skyrocket to the roof. My ma is gonna be so proud of me.” “Guess our hard work is gonna pay off, crazy how much we’ve worked for it. Frank, how do you feel about all this?” “Same as all of you.” “Gonna pick up like 20 girls.” “No fucking way you will, I’m gonna got as many as I can.” “Frank please, with your muscles you’ll get all of them.” While the conversation was going on, Magjic just stared at the ground looking depressed. Life that had once bestowed him, withered away at the sight of the others' talk of hope and success. “Let’s not bother with this piece of crap for much longer. We have a long way ahead of us. I think we ought to celebrate.” They all left, leaving Magjic alone with his somber tone. Magjic place his hands over his face; he started to softly cry which was muffled by his hands. “No one *sniff* cares or loves me. *sniff* He really did leave me here to die, didn’t he? I-I just want someone to help me.” “Bark, bark.” The loud barking came from a small puppy who was right next to Magjic. He took his hands off his head to look for what the source of the noise was coming from. “Oh hello, what are you doing here?” The puppy wagged its tail and looked quite happy to see Magjic. “Are you perhaps lost? Did someone abandon you too? It doesn’t look like you have a collar anywhere. I’m not sure if you’re a boy or a girl,but I think I have the perfect name for you. What if I call you Pip, do you like that name?” “Bark, bark” “Glad you like it. Would you like to become friends with me? I don’t really have anyone to talk to or anyone to play with.” Pip kept on licking Magjic which made him smile and laugh profusely. “I’m glad we're friends Pip, I think this is going to be a good start to our friendship.”
The scene ended leading to yet another title card saying “A BEGINNING TO AN END” It was a short montage of Magjic hanging out with his new friend. Some days showed them relaxing and Magjic trying to explain the many ideas he had. Magjic would share his blanket with Pip so they wouldn’t have to suffer getting frostbite. Other times they would sneak through the streets to find some food that he would give if there was any he could find. The montage continued till it appeared on that fateful day. As the title said, this was the end of a friendship, and the end of Magjic’s sanity. The bullies returned after quite some time had passed. They were a little bit older than the last time they were shown. I noticed that the leader was carrying a firearm with him. “Long time no see you little shit. And what’s this, is this your little friend?” “Ye-yea, he is my friend and we don’t want you around.” “This is quite pathetic, you really think someone like you is deserving of a friend. That dog is just as bad as you are. There is hardly a difference between the dog and the freak that you are. Can’t just stand around with you still here.” “You will get your karma, there will be punishment for you.” “Such nonsense you spit out of your mouth. You really are quite naive to think something as karma actually exists. Don’t start trying to piss me off again.” “John, I think he hasn’t quite learned his lesson yet.” “I agree Carl, I think it’s time we teach this know it all a little lesson.” John pulled out his firearm and aimed directly at Pip. He shot point blank hitting Pip directly in the stomach killing the puppy instantly. Magjic could only cower with fear and cry. “Yo-You monsters!” “That’s your little lesson. And frankly, I don’t even think you’ve learned anything.” John fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a knife. “St-stop”. Magjic was now shaking his entire body. The fear encased him as the leader walked towards him. He lunged at Magjic, slashing his eye which completely made his eye lose all function. Magjic started to cradle on the ground and scream frantically as his eye began to bleed. “Cmon, let’s not waste our time here.” The group fled leaving Magjic in anguish and in severe distress. The scene fades to black. “One last scene for our show.” At this point, my mind was completely ill. No word or sound could come out. I could only listen and stare blankly at the ground.
The final title card appeared saying, “TRUE PURPOSE.” The scene showed a time skip to four years later. In this scene, Magjic had remained in the alley which was now abandoned like the town. His appearance was now the more mature and ominous tone that he is today. Magjic seemingly wakes up from his sleep. There is nothing out of the ordinary to him,but he picks up a piece of glass and immediately drops it after seeing his face. He begins to hyperventilate after seeing himself turn into this corrupted version of himself. Magjic looks at his hands, trying to understand exactly what had happened to him. “What have I become? I look even more of a monster than I once did. How could this have-”. He stops and looks at his surroundings, realizing that the entire city has seemingly become abandoned. “I bet those monsters got their punishment right about now. Karma is real, so as long as they got what was coming to them it should be fi-.” Before finishing his sentence, a nearby poster catches his eye. Magjic takes a glance at the poster and shreds it in a fit of rage. The poster shows the band that the bullies had talked about years ago. They now show a place where they have earned their success. “No-no, they don’t deserve anything!” Magjic takes a few steps out of the alley to see what the town has truly become. A stand filled with tv’s inside the glass catches his eye. Even if the town had been abandoned it would seem some things were left not changed. On the screen, plays a new broadcast about the wondering success of the three teens who tortured him. She tells about their struggle to work hard and how many adore them. She talks about how many are inspired by their hard work; a beacon of inspiration for such young and talented people.”That isn’t true, they may be loved,but they’re still evil scum. I’m sure that there are people who remember me too.There must be someone who remembers me, I’m sure of it. He takes off his tophat to look inside and see the people who had known him earlier. People are shown to have no memory of Magjic. “They.. forgot about me? I-.” This begins the breaking point of Magjic. His wide cartoon smile begins to open and reveal rows of sharp teeth. His fingers turn into claws. The last shot shows Magjic staring at the screen. One of side he has his eye which is red with rage. A side that fits his anger and judgment. The other side remains his scar caused by the people who abused and tormented him. A side of sorrow and despair. “It is the sin of the world that is the problem. There is no such thing as karma, it is only the punishment of the weak. The people of sin must be punished. That is my purpose, I’ll make them all pay!” The scene ends and the VHS is popped out the VHS player.
All I could do was just stare. There was nothing to say or do. “You are the reason that this happened. I don’t feel any sympathy for you whatsoever. For five years, you left me to suffer and nearly die in the hands of sin. My name represents a false belief, told by the ones who want to believe true suffering comes from the ones who harm others. My true purpose has finally been revealed. I can have a reason to live. I didn't have a chance for the people who abused me to get back at them. I did revive a friend. I didn’t have a chance to show,but I approached the remains of my best friend.I decided to give him another chance of life;another chance of freedom from the world. You may know him as the robotic jester. I constructed a suit designed to aid him into new life again. After the procedure was complete, I was finally able to have a reunion with my friend. It was such a touching experience for me, he was finally able to be free from his hellish prison. We discussed our goals, and decided to have similar ones in the end. What happened to his state of mind was something he wouldn’t tell me. By then, he was already experiencing the same anger that I had experienced not so long ago. I made my own designs and he followed suit. In a way it felt like I was the chosen one in all this. It’s only a hypothesis though, I can’t determine if it was foreign entity that decided my new purpose or one’s own choosing. Pawns are the strong who abuse the weak. They take advantage of what the strong strives for. The weak either admires or fears the ones on top. Your friend used you as a pawn, I was used as a pawn. Although I can sorta see your pain. But in my eyes, you are the demon I try to forget about. Fitting you didn't use your name. I can't bother why you didn't use the name of Dillain. Perhaps you don't want people to remember someone like you. It's truely foolish, for such a feat to be discarded. But don't worry ,it's only a matter of patience till the world becomes right. People will continue on, and be contemptuous with their own choices. Only when they learn the truth will they be willing to change their ways. The world becomes better and everyone can enjoy peace and prosperity. All that remains is yourself. Alone and the thought of a mistake you can never forget. A mistake you can’t change and never will be able to have the choice too. But come now, I’ve prepared a little arrangement for your arrival.” A table was seated in the middle between us. Two chairs to separate us. On the table was a game of chess;we both sat down and the game began. “A2 to A3.”
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