Phoenix Whip
You do not know why, but thinking about the few pieces of your old life it makes you feel better. Step by step, you glide with the other hundreds of dead to the respawning point surrounded by the rest of the city.
What was my name? you ask yourself. Your mind is numb; you should remember it ... But, absolutely nothing else comes to your mind.
One by one, all the coffins are entering the nucleus of the Respawn's square which It is a circle of blue energy illuminated by the holographic flames of the immense Tower of fire. Your turn comes and immense drowsiness invades you.
Total darkness, I don't even have a body or something that serves as an anchor. I shouldn't be here, Someone is watching me, lurking in the pitch-black shadows.
Suddenly, you can hear strange voices almost as if they were coming from inside of you. You focused on the voices.
"Are you sure that you have cleared the cache memory of today's avatars? Since the last major update, the deletion of data files is working weirdly." The voice mumbles clearly stressed by the situation.
Another voice slowly responds which it seems to come from a drugged woman: "Relax, dude. They will give us the credits, anyway. Nothing has ever happened in centuries, not that anything bad can happen nowadays."
The man responds more lively almost euphoric: "You're right, after this respawn, what if we go to the back of your pick up?"
Their suggestive giggles and heated moans are the last things you can understand before a tunnel of bright light engulfs you in bones and marrow.
You are becoming a skeleton. There is no doubt about it, you are once more in the huge row of people being reproduced and redone bone to bone, marrow to marrow. It is a painfully slow process where each organ it is assembled by this mysterious energy; until each and everyone in the line has the body of a baby.
What was my name? you ask yourself. Your mind is numb; you should remember it ... But, absolutely nothing else comes to your mind.
One by one, all the coffins are entering the nucleus of the Respawn's square which It is a circle of blue energy illuminated by the holographic flames of the immense Tower of fire. Your turn comes and immense drowsiness invades you.
Total darkness, I don't even have a body or something that serves as an anchor. I shouldn't be here, Someone is watching me, lurking in the pitch-black shadows.
Suddenly, you can hear strange voices almost as if they were coming from inside of you. You focused on the voices.
"Are you sure that you have cleared the cache memory of today's avatars? Since the last major update, the deletion of data files is working weirdly." The voice mumbles clearly stressed by the situation.
Another voice slowly responds which it seems to come from a drugged woman: "Relax, dude. They will give us the credits, anyway. Nothing has ever happened in centuries, not that anything bad can happen nowadays."
The man responds more lively almost euphoric: "You're right, after this respawn, what if we go to the back of your pick up?"
Their suggestive giggles and heated moans are the last things you can understand before a tunnel of bright light engulfs you in bones and marrow.
You are becoming a skeleton. There is no doubt about it, you are once more in the huge row of people being reproduced and redone bone to bone, marrow to marrow. It is a painfully slow process where each organ it is assembled by this mysterious energy; until each and everyone in the line has the body of a baby.