Reincarnation

Enjoying a serene drive on a breezy evening is wonderful, right up until you meet head on with a semi-truck. Then things get interesting.

I opened my eyes onto a very odd scene. The sky was the wrong color to start with. So was the water that I was in. Also, breathing water was a strange sensation, and also rather out of the norm. I quickly panicked, and swam.. wait, what. Yup, I was right. I SWAM backwards. Right into darkness and teeth.

I sat there for a while in silence. First a truck, then swimming and teeth. I sighed, which sounded a lot more like a growl. I kept my eyes closed, not willing to look around quite yet. Instead I performed an internal scan. Head, check. Eyes, check. Tung check. Sharp pointy teeth. Check? I sighed (growled) again. Opening my eyes, I had a look at myself, all the green fur and five arm. Yup, five arms. This day gets stranger and stranger.

Deciding to explore my surroundings, I shamble out of the cave and look around. Looking up in to the jaws of some dragon like creature was a shock, so I closed my eyes again, hoping to avoid disaster.

Nothing untoward happened, so I swam around excitedly. Oh brother! I tried to open eyes that seemed to have exited their normal location. I stopped swimming around in circles for a moment, trying to figure out what's going on. But I promptly forgot to wonder, and simply moved forward looking for something, anything to bump into.

........

Ever wondered what reincarnation was really like. I've always thought that reincarnating only on our planet would be boring. Why not bring the multi-verse into the mix. Who knows what you would reincarnate as, or where it would be. Obviously I took artistic license and made it seem like you would keep your current thoughts and memories.. at least as long as your brain could handle them!

Grrr, Bllrrrg. Mrrmmph

Grrr, Bllrrrg. Mrrmmph

That was my reality. Those mumbling noises were all I had left, all anyone had left. I could barely shamble around, barely lift my nearly fleshless arms. Barely see through my remaining moldy eye. Hearing was far gone. Smelling? I think I'm happy I can't smell anything.

I spend my days trying to shamble down a decaying road. I don't know where I am. I don't know who I am. I am hungry though. Always hungry. Gnawing at my remaining insides. Screaming in what's left of my rotting brain.

Brain?

Grrr, Bllrrrg. Mrrmmph. Braaiiinnnns!

Sorry. I got distracted. Where was I. Oh yes. Shambling down a decaying road. I don't know how long I have been on this road. Maybe a day. Maybe a year. I don't remember the last time I ate. Or even who it was, maybe I never knew.

I glance over my shoulder and see my last victim, shambling along behind me.

Arrg. I mumble.

Glrarbb. He mumbles back.

He's missing an arm. I guess that's all I needed to eat then.

I turn back and notice some food ahead. I wonder how long she has been standing there. I try to speed up and only succeed in the normal shamble, maybe with an extra shuffle added in.

The food doesn't flee like usual. It seems to be waiting for me. I don't care. I just want to eat it. I hear the shambling behind me speed up a bit. I hope he doesn't get to the food first.

As I approach, the food lifts it's hands. There is something long and glinty extending from it's hand. I don't care. I dive in for a taste. And by dive in I mean I lurch one step closer.

The food swings it's arms at me and the world spins around. Everything is taller suddenly. A headless Zombie is lunging at my food and missing. The food runs past it.

The world goes black.

Wooden Heart

"Follow me..." she whispered slyly.

She glided through the trees, and scampered around bushes.

She beckoned, with a twinkle in her eyes.

I followed, blindly. Not caring where she led, longing only the destination.

"Come and see the most amazing thing" she crooned.

We sprinted around a small gnoll, and came upon that most amazing of things. She was there, leaning against the most ancient tree I had ever seen. Beautiful beyond description.

I went up to her and grabbed her hand. "Who are you?" I said.

"Destiny" she whispered and pulled me into the heart of that ancient tree.

The dryad and I were one for countless ages.

DnD

An innocent game of Dungeons and Dragons is being played. Lets listen in for a bit...

"Roll d20 to see if you hit that kobold Marcus Leuteus." Devon said.

"Alright, here goes. Oh crap, I rolled a one!"

"Critical FAILURE." the dungeon master says with an evil glitter in his eyes. "Unfortunately, Marcus misses the kobold and instead stabs himself in the foot. Please take 4 damage."

"What! Sigh."

"I told you we shouldn't have been attacking these kobolds Marcus. They didn't do anything to us and you run in and attack without thought. I'm pretty sure that was an evil thing."

"Evil? They are kobolds. Kobolds are evil therefore killing them is a good action."

Meanwhile elsewhere.

"Alright Josh. Roll d20 to see what your character will do next."

"Ok. Oh crap. I rolled a one!"

"Critical FAILURE! Your characters break out in a fight over alignment. They waste at least twenty minutes of their precious time."

"What! Sigh."

Our entire lives may be nothing more than rolls on some higher beings dice....

The Fly

It's fun being a fly. Flitting here, and there. Not much care in the world but where my next meal will come from. MEAT! Yup. Pretty simple existence. Not much to worry about. SUGAR! Flying from meal to meal. Enjoying a sunny day like all the other flies. CARCASS! Ok. So it may not be all its cut out to be, but hey. I can fly. Can you?

Of course. There is always more to it than that. Sometimes.. Oh crap. ANGRY HUMAN! You know, thankfully, my eyes see everything, and I can turn on a dime in a millisecond. HAND! Wow. Close call, but hey I'm pretty hard to catch after all. SWATTER! Ok. Now this is annoying. FRUIT! Yum. I love...

SPLAT!

Shut up!

"Look, you can't just go in there and slay whatever is lurking in the darkness."

"Yes I can, it's practically my job."

"Your job? Hah! The only way you are getting paid is if the beasty is carrying something useful that you can sell."

"Look, can you shut up and do YOUR job?"

"My job? You can't tell me what my job is. I'm a sentient being with my own mind!"

"Right. First you need a body to have a mind. Now shush or the 'beasty' will flee the dark hole!"

"Fine... No, no I won't shut up. I refuse to shut up and I refuse to help you in slaying whatever is in that hole!"

"Fine."

I stick the sword in it's scabbard and pull out a dagger.

"Mmmph. Mmmm. Mph.. Fstsbp!"

"Shut up!"

As it turns out magic sentient swords aren't all that great to have around. At least mine isn't!

3 Seconds

"Mark, can you grab the mail please?" she shouted up the stairs.

That's my Mom. She loves to demand menial tasks from me. "Ok Mom." I shouted back.

I have a secret though. It's something that developed a few days ago. It turns out that I only have to think of what I want to do and three seconds later it's done. "It's on the kitchen table Mom." I shouted.

"You didn't even come down the stairs!" she yelled back.

"You missed me somehow Mom." I called out. I grin in the mirror at my little joke. Mom hasn't figured it out yet, and probably I shouldn't mess with her head that much. But now and then it is entertaining.

"How did you do that!" she called up.

"Magic of course." I responded. I hear her grumbling moving back down the stairs.

"You keep up the jokes and you'll end up in an early grave.." she said glibly.

I can do many things with my new found powers. I can get to school, come home at the end of the day. Basically I can travel anywhere in the world it seems. I haven't found a place I couldn't go yet. I can even think myself full of food, clean from a shower, hair brushed, clothes cleaned. You name it, and three seconds later, POOF!

As super powers go it's pretty decent.

I had never thought of death though. It was pretty unfortunate my mothers statement. Death isn't all that fun, and it's too late to think of a way out...