"Fuck". Disregarding the vulgarity, the expletive seems quite proportional to the circumstances. Wiping his eyes with an air of resigned futility, he scanned his surroundings. namely a bleak, never ending expanse of white - pure white. Bumps sprouted over his arms as he determined that while not blinding as one would expect, the strange, almost eerie purity of the colour made him square his shoulders slightly.
Taking another sweeping glance, he seemed to spot a small irregularity, so small in fact that he was quite unsure of its existence. He pondered for just over a minute regarding his next move before quickly and aptly concluding: "got nothing else to do, do I". With no further ado, he rapidly set off for his target.
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"Damn... fucking... blob". Much to the peeved youths dismay it seemed that the Mono descript background, perhaps due to the lack of shadows and reference points, inhibited his ability to judge distances. What seemed to be a short trek had become a 4 and a ½ hour walk.
In all honesty, though troublesome it would have been manageable, the real issue was the prickly sensation of being watched. It was taking a toll on the youths already mentally burdened mind.
'Seriously though, what is wrong with me. My mind must be more fucked than I thought. It was enough to punish myself with solitary, but some mysterious observer is too much'. It seemed that the youth believed this all to be some sort of figment of his imagination, perhaps a form of self-torture or mental illness.
'Finally'. The person in question had arrived at his destination after a gruelling journey. He came to what seemed to be a pedestal for a giant. Large and imposing, what under normal circumstances should have inspired amazement and awe did not. Rather the youth felt the embers of hope he had kindled were immediately doused with chilly water.
The emptiness around him seemed to engulf and absorb the young man. He felt disappointed at the lack of solution his journey had provided and thus, lost once more. Just as despair was to take over, he noticed a small silver bell akin to what one would use to call for a hotel lobby attendant or staff at an old-school American diner. Forcefully quelling his rising expectations, the young man wasted no time in ringing the bell... 'nothing happened...'
Seconds passed, until eventually he felt a thrum in the air behind him. Turning he saw a mid-size wheel, though he had nothing to reference its size to, as even his body seemed to be immaterial. He'd wager that it had a diameter of a human man. It had sections so densely packed, perhaps less than a millimetre wide, that it was hard to identify if text was present. Seeing no other option the boy resolved himself to spin it.
As the wheel spun the boy seemed to see text appear, though unreadable due to the speed of the revolutions and the size of the sections. Eventually it came to a stop. Immediately the boy dropped to his knees vision blurring as he felt a burning sensation flow through his arteries and veins. 'h-how' as the boy lamented the absurdity and unfairness of feeling pain in something that does not exist, he felt the peculiar sensation of becoming ... denser?
Regardless the boy could hardly focus on said sensation as the pain was slowly building. Suddenly the boy yelled out as he felt a branding on what he could only describe as his soul. The pain was unbearable, and he saw the small dark spots on his vision slowly expand and engulf the entirety of it.
'I'm sorry sonny, this is all I can do for you. Best of luck my child' said an unknown observer as he sent the now solid youth onwards to his next great adventure.
A/N: Hey, id just like to say that while any criticism is appreciated and welcomed any hate will be resolved by me finding and touching you, okay lil bro. If you have any requests for romance and stuff let me know. I haven't decided on a permanent pairing for mc other than some hookups. however bare in mind that romance will occur later as I think it will be more natural that way. Also harem or no harem?