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Chapter 35: A certain someone

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Chapter 35: Certain someone

The primordial watched in silence as Arora struggled to grasp her new reality.

She was dead.

She didn't remember how it happened. She also couldn't remember why or who did it.

No matter how hard she tried to recall, her mind remained blank. It was as though a wall separated her from her last 24 hours on Earth. Tears spilled freely from her eyes, against her will. It was as though the memories were so terrible that her body responded automatically despite her not remembering.

Several moments passed in tense silence.

She looked back at the boy that referred to himself as a Primordial entity.

"So... I'm really dead." she asked, her voice trembling.

The Primordial remained silent for a few moments.

{π‘Όπ’π’‡π’π’“π’•π’–π’π’‚π’•π’†π’π’š. π’šπ’†π’” π’šπ’π’– 𝒂𝒓𝒆}

Arora stared into the distance with a vacant expression as she removed her glasses with trembling hands.

Fresh tears streamed down her face. This time, entirely of her own doing.

....

....

....

"Tβ€”that's not fair." The words barely escaped her lips as she felt her "heart" ache. It felt like the emotions she had repressed for so long were finally tired of being silenced.

"That's not fair..."

"That's not fair!"

That's not fair!!" she screamed, her fists clenching tightly.

"Wβ€”hy me?, why is it always me?..." She asked as she felt her throat closing up..

"I never get anything."

"I never got my parents love."

"I never made any friends because I wouldn't bend to their requests."

" I didn't get any gifts for my birthday because no one cared"

"I never got adopted because no one wanted a child like me!" She continued, her voice strained.

"And.... now" she said faintly.

"I don't even get to keep my life."

She sank to her knees, her body folding in on itself.

"It's not fair, it's just not fair. I want to live, I want to experience everything I never could before. Everything I always dreamt of. I want to visit my best friend at the North Pole, I want to eventually fall in love and have a family.... I want to have parents that love me."

She looked up at the Primordial, her face streaked with tears.

"Iβ€”I just wanted to live," she said in an indignant tone. "Is that so hard to ask for...?"

The Primordial slowly rose to his feet and approached her.

{𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’Šπ’” π’˜π’‰π’š π’Š 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 π’ƒπ’“π’π’–π’ˆπ’‰π’• π’šπ’π’– 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑨𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒂. 𝑻𝒐 π’ˆπ’Šπ’—π’† π’šπ’π’– 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒕 π’π’Šπ’‡π’†, π’Šπ’ 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’–π’π’Šπ’—π’†π’“π’”π’†. π‘»π’‰π’Šπ’” π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’† π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’Šπ’π’ 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 π’π’Šπ’—π’† π’‡π’“π’†π’†π’π’š. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 π’‚π’„π’„π’π’Žπ’‘π’π’Šπ’”π’‰ π’†π’—π’†π’“π’šπ’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’šπ’π’–'𝒗𝒆 π’‚π’π’˜π’‚π’šπ’” π’…π’“π’†π’‚π’Žπ’†π’… 𝒐𝒇.}

Arora's eyes widened with a glimmer of hope.

"What?. You can do that? Do... You really mean it?" She asked hesitantly, scared she was being deceived.

" are you a.... god?"

{𝑡𝒐 π’Š π’‚π’Ž 𝒏𝒐𝒕}

{𝑨𝒔 π’Š'𝒗𝒆 π’”π’‚π’Šπ’… 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆, π’Š π’‚π’Ž 𝒂 π‘·π’“π’Šπ’Žπ’π’“π’…π’Šπ’‚π’ π’ƒπ’†π’Šπ’π’ˆ. 𝑰 π’†π’™π’Šπ’”π’•π’†π’… π’π’π’π’ˆ 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 π’“π’†π’‚π’π’Šπ’•π’š 𝒂𝒔 π’šπ’π’– π’Œπ’π’π’˜ π’Šπ’• π’˜π’‚π’” 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅. 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 π’šπ’†π’• 𝒕𝒐 π’‡π’Šπ’π’… π’Šπ’•'𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓.}

{π‘»π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 π’Šπ’” π’Žπ’š π’…π’π’Žπ’‚π’Šπ’. 𝑰 π’ƒπ’“π’π’–π’ˆπ’‰π’• π’šπ’π’– 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 π’‰π’π’˜ π’”π’‘π’†π’„π’Šπ’‚π’ π’šπ’π’– 𝒂𝒓𝒆.}

The boy paced around Arora as she slowly rose to her feet, wiping away her tears.

"Special?" she repeated with a weary expression. "What do you mean by that? There's nothing special about me."

{𝑰 π’ƒπ’†π’ˆ 𝒕𝒐 π’…π’Šπ’‡π’‡π’†π’“. 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 π’π’Šπ’‡π’†π’‡π’π’“π’„π’† π’Šπ’” 𝒗𝒂𝒔𝒕, π’†π’™π’•π’“π’†π’Žπ’†π’π’š 𝒗𝒂𝒔𝒕. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 π’ƒπ’š 𝒇𝒂𝒓, 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’Žπ’π’”π’• 𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔 π’Š 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 π’Šπ’ π’Žπ’š 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 π’šπ’†π’‚π’“π’” 𝒐𝒇 π’π’ƒπ’”π’†π’“π’—π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’π’Šπ’‡π’†π’‡π’π’“π’Žπ’”. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 π’π’π’π’š 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂 π’‡π’†π’˜ π’ƒπ’†π’Šπ’π’ˆπ’” π’„π’π’Žπ’‘π’‚π’“π’‚π’ƒπ’π’† 𝒕𝒐 π’Šπ’•.}

{π‘«π’†π’”π’‘π’Šπ’•π’† 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕, π’Š 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒐 π’Šπ’π’•π’†π’π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒐𝒇 π’•π’‚π’Œπ’Šπ’π’ˆ π’šπ’π’–, π’–π’π’•π’Šπ’ π’Š π’˜π’‚π’•π’„π’‰π’†π’… π’šπ’π’– π’…π’Šπ’†. 𝑨𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’Žπ’π’Žπ’†π’π’•, π’Š π’…π’†π’„π’Šπ’…π’†π’… 𝒕𝒐 π’ƒπ’“π’†π’‚π’Œ π’Žπ’š π’π’˜π’ 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆}

The Primordial's voice softened slightly.

{𝑰 π’‘π’Šπ’„π’Œπ’†π’… π’šπ’π’– 𝒐𝒖𝒕 π’‡π’“π’π’Ž 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 π’Žπ’‚π’“π’„π’‰, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’ƒπ’“π’π’–π’ˆπ’‰π’• π’šπ’π’– 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒕 π’π’Šπ’‡π’†.}

Arora remained silent, her mind struggling to process his words. She didn't exactly know what to think about how special this entity seemed to think she was. Most of that didn't really matter to her.

Her thoughts returned to her life so far. It was a sad existence filled with nothing but sorrow and loss. She wondered how she could die so easily if her lifeforce was truly as "vast" as the Primordial claimed it was.

More than anything, she wanted to know what happened to her and how she died.

She didn't think she could live peacefully in this new life without knowing that.

"Thank you..." she finally said, her voice still strained. "For the chance you're giving me. Truly thank you." She hesitated before continuing, "I was just wondering if you could alsβ€”"

{𝑡𝒐} The Primordial interrupted, already knowing what she wanted.

{𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’Žπ’†π’Žπ’π’“π’Šπ’†π’”.} The primordial stated simply as he turned away.

{𝒀𝒐𝒖 π’”π’–π’ƒπ’„π’π’π’”π’„π’Šπ’π’–π’”π’π’š π’ƒπ’π’π’„π’Œπ’†π’… 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 π’Žπ’†π’Žπ’π’“π’Šπ’†π’” π’šπ’π’–π’“π’”π’†π’π’‡ 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 π’šπ’π’– π’Œπ’π’†π’˜ π’•π’‰π’†π’š π’˜π’†π’“π’† 𝒕𝒐𝒐 π’Žπ’–π’„π’‰ 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒆}

{𝑢𝒗𝒆𝒓 π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’†, π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’Žπ’†π’Žπ’π’“π’Šπ’†π’” 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒐𝒏 π’•π’‰π’†π’Šπ’“ π’π’˜π’, π’˜π’‰π’†π’ π’šπ’π’–'𝒓𝒆 π’“π’†π’‚π’…π’š 𝒕𝒐 π’“π’†π’Žπ’†π’Žπ’ƒπ’†π’“. π‘»π’Šπ’π’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 π’Žπ’† 𝒕𝒐 π’Šπ’π’•π’†π’“π’‡π’†π’“π’†}

Arora simply sighed dejectedly.

"Alright then, I suppose you're right, umm Mr Primordial." She said awkwardly.

She was beginning to come to terms with her situation, though the reality of it still felt surreal. Her heart ached as she remembered the people she'd never be able able to see or talk to again. She would miss her best friend Santa Claus and Mr Raymond most of all. She felt a dull pain at the thought of the orphanage and the other children, despite her complicated feelings toward them.

"Is there anything you want me to do for you?" she asked cautiously. "From my experience, most people don't just give others something so easily, unless you're under their care."

The primordial remained quiet for a moment, as if pondering something.

{𝒀𝒆𝒔} he finally responded.

{π’Š π’ƒπ’†π’π’Šπ’†π’—π’† 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 π’Šπ’” π’”π’π’Žπ’†π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’šπ’π’– 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒓 π’Žπ’†.}

Arora sighed, a bit disappointed that she was right. Still, she couldn't complain too much. A second life was more than fair payment for whatever he wanted her to do.

{π‘Όπ’”π’–π’‚π’π’π’š, 𝑰'𝒅 π’“π’†π’Šπ’π’„π’‚π’“π’π’‚π’•π’† π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒇 π’Šπ’π’”π’•π’“π’–π’„π’•π’Šπ’π’π’”, π’„π’π’π’„π’†π’“π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’˜π’‰π’‚π’• π’Š 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 π’šπ’π’– 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 π’Šπ’ π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’π’†π’˜ π’π’Šπ’‡π’†.}

{𝑰'𝒗𝒆 π’…π’†π’„π’Šπ’…π’†π’… 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’•π’‰π’Šπ’” π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’†. π‘»π’‰π’Šπ’” π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’†, π’Š π’˜π’‚π’π’• π’šπ’π’– 𝒕𝒐 π’π’Šπ’—π’† 𝒐𝒖𝒕 π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’π’Šπ’‡π’† π’‰π’π’˜π’†π’—π’†π’“ π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’‚π’π’•. 𝑰 π’˜π’‚π’π’• π’šπ’π’– 𝒕𝒐 π’†π’™π’‘π’†π’“π’Šπ’†π’π’„π’† 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’π’Šπ’‡π’† 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’šπ’π’– 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 π’ˆπ’π’• 𝒕𝒐 π’†π’™π’‘π’†π’“π’Šπ’†π’π’„π’†}

{𝑰 𝒅𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 π’˜π’‚π’π’• π’šπ’π’– 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓 π’‚π’π’šπ’Žπ’π’“π’†.}

Arora stared at the boy with a stunned expression as tears began welling up in her eyes once more. This time being tears of gratitude.

"Tβ€”thank you.... Thank you so much" Arora said with a grateful expression as she bowed deeply.

{𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 π’Šπ’” 𝒐𝒏𝒆 π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’‰π’π’˜π’†π’—π’†π’“.} The Primordial continued.

{𝑢𝒏𝒆 π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝑰'𝒅 π’π’Šπ’Œπ’† π’šπ’π’– 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒓 π’Žπ’† π’…π’–π’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’π’†π’˜ π’π’Šπ’‡π’†}

Arora straightened immediately, her bright orange eyes gleaming in anticipation.

"What is it!?, I'll do anything!"

Suddenly, she felt as though a smile spread across The primordial's face, despite being unable to see his features.

{π‘½π’†π’“π’š π’˜π’†π’π’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏.}

...

{𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 π’„π’†π’“π’•π’‚π’Šπ’ π’”π’π’Žπ’†π’π’π’† π’Š π’˜π’‚π’π’• π’šπ’π’– 𝒕𝒐 π’Œπ’Šπ’π’}

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