For twenty five years i have stayed inside my home, i went to elementary school, the middle school, high school and also my also my undergrad school from my home, and i also was very lucky to get a job from my home, or so everyone says. Twenty five fucking years without going out and having fun with my friends, without touching a woman or even knowing a woman's touch, all because of this deadly virus becoming air borne, a sealed house and in it a sealed life was everyone's fate, and that was it.
Before my time, there were a particular species of people who were called 'the hikikomori', who didn't like going out, who pulled inward rather than outward, who liked staying at their home and playing games and watching animes ; but then the whole world became infected with the 'hikikomori' virus and went inside and those people who previously didn't hated going out, finally did, a triumph it was, all of their family members, their friends were crying out of joy, for the first time they were proud of them, but as soon as those brave men and women went stepped out of their home, they died. Such a sacrifice was unheard of, there were even talks of building memorials in the name of the 'hikikomori' who lost their lives to pass on the message to stay at home and don't go outside, but it was never sanctioned by the cruel Governments of the world.
This was spark for the start of a great revolution, and the most important catalyst for this revolution was a book. A beautiful piece of art, the most exquisite mixture of philosophy and politics. The revolutionary book called 'THE NEET MANIFESTO' . It was a divine scripture, capable of toppling governments and ending class wars, shame it didn't neither of those things.
I stand here proud and heavy, as the book was written by my father an 'original hikikomori', who was constipated the day when the others went out.
The world ended thirty years ago, a quarter of the population were taken by the plague, but those who stand today witness the rebirth of the world. The apocalypse is going to be over today as the virus died out. The whole world is coming out of quarantine today.
I stand here today at the rooftop of one of the most tallest buildings in Tokyo and I can feel the anticipation of the people, I can hear them howling, I can hear their cries, I can...…
"We can't do this, this will be the death of this world."
"Who said that, is there anyone in the roof, comeout and show yourself, i won't bite." I said in a jovial manner.
'what! no ones here then what was that, am i going crazy because of this sudden freedom ..... ah lets just forget it for now, i will find a doctor later ..... ah yes a doctor, i hope its a beautiful woman, maybe that encounter will somehow lead to us having sex in her office on her table . . . oops father said things that those dont happen in the real world, ahhh.... what is this pain in the back of my head.
"She is right Demon King Bob, this is too cruel"
'Again, this, and this time i could see them clearly, two absolutely beautiful women, were they even human, one had horns and the other had weird engraved patterns on her perfect face. And more importantly, why is there a Demon King who is called 'Bob', if you are powerful enough to destroy a world you are certainly capable enough to change your name or maybe he is destroying the world because people made fun of his name.'
'What does these visions mean, am i scizophrenic, is this the onset of scizophrenia, why now of all times ahh.... the pain is increasing, i need a smoke, come on, yes just one, yes the smell ahh heavenly, the pain is subsiding'
'Lets see whats going on down there, ahhh what the fuck are those hobos doing, are they acting out a play or maybe they are waiting for Godot. Ahh. . . the pain is almost gone, who says that smoking kills, it just saved me right now, ah. . . no not again...'
" Stop in the name of God!"
'a new character appeared out of nowhere, and what the fuck is this guy wearing, how can a grown man wear a 'tiara' in broad daylight. I rather let the world be destroyed than wear that thing.'
"Ahh.. if it isn't the the Hero who likes to crossdress, late as usual i see, is it that time of the month."
'Demon King Bob- you are COOL'
"Enough with your nonsense, and stop this madness!, this is a world where we both live, how can you destroy the where you exist?"
"Maybe i dont want to live in a world where men wear tiaras."
'ah.. this is bad, i like the guy who wants to destroy the world rather than the guy who wants to save it. And WHY THE FUCK IS A MOVIE PLAYING OUT IN MY HEAD'
"How good is your math, can you count down to ten-'Tranny-Hero'."
"Why?"
"I just want the end of the World to be dramatic"
"We cant let you do this, even we your servants will stop you"
"I guessed as much, so i triggered it a few moments ago."
""WHAT!!!""
"Here comes the AGE OF APOCALYPSE!" as soon as Demon King Bob utterd those words, complete darkness shrouded everyone.
'What in the feaky fuck was that about, o fuck i am scizophrenic aren't i, on the other hand visions about a fantasy world isn't as bad as the other scizophrenic visions, its free fantasy after all.'
Just when i thought that the weird part was over, i turned around and i saw a . . . 'Tengu'.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU?"
There was no answer from the Tengu, but his pupils dialated and his his face distorted.
""What are you?"" we both asked, flabbergasted.
"You can see me, how?" said the Tengu while he landed on the roof.
"Can i see you? . . . it difficult to miss you, you freak!" i managed to jumble out a few words.
"I thought people in this realm people were sensitive to the word 'freak', what a bunch of pussies if you ask me" said the Tengu casually.
"Oi oi oi..... why you are starting off a casual conversation with me, as i was your oldest friend. First tell me WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU?" I demanded.
"Ah. . . yes, allow me to introduce myself, i am the Part-time Shinigami, Azai" spoke the freak.