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by DaCookie on Mon Dec 14, 2009 6:23 pm
Rosenthal shook his head.His fate was already set in stone and there was nothing he could do to change it he thought.No point fighting it, he told himself with a reassuring grin."Yeh it was."Rosenthal sighed, "He's trying to not act suspicious, but when you find an uninvited guest in your room it paints the opposite picture.If he thinks he's fooled me then hes wrong.He's a lot different from when I last saw him, as if he is assuring me unconsciously that he is the more powerful.I reckon he's not aware of it, but maybe he is."Rosenthal grinned again, streching his arms behind his head."Luna, some people say we are but just puppets on a string, that it is like the hand of God encircling us from above.That humans have no control, even over there own will.It says that in one of your books I was reading a long time ago..."Rosenthal said, a vision flowing through him, but it was something unexpected.
A man held the strings to thousands of puppets, one of which was Rosenthal, he gazed up above him, at this man.He was shrouded in shadows and his face was unclear.The man seemed to lay still for a moment so Rosenthal climbed the string until he reached this mans hand.As he got closer and closer there was a faint laugh, it got louder...louder and louder again.The man was like a giant to him, and then suddenly he lowered his face towards Rosenthal.It was himself.Taken aback Rosenthal tripped and fell for what seemed like an eternity.He saw the reflection of himself looking into a mirror, he grinned seeing himself for the first time was a funny experience.But then the man on the reflection of the mirror broke into laughter once again, and the world seemed to crumble, as if everything was made out of glass, it all cracked.Rosenthal was left in a dark void on his own, sitting on blankness, nothing.
Where am I?
"Godking Rosenthal."
What?Who are you?
"I am you.Godking Rosenthal, God of nothing, but yet God of everything."
But this world is empty!
"Do you know why this happened?This world is empty because of you, you did this and only you.You are god of nothing yet God of everything.You are but the only thing that lives."
But I did nothing, I but saw myself pulling the strings of fate of other people, and then the world vanished.I didn't even know it was me
"Oh but you did everything!You chose to destroy the vampire race, and then out of your own greed you wanted to keep on living, as a God, unintentionally controlling other people you were...pulling their strings so to speak"
So this is my fate?To be ruler of nothing but the clothes I bare on my back?
"Haha, you are not even the ruler of those.You are but the ruler of yourself, no objects exist but you."
Rosenthal looked down on himself to see that he was naked, he curled up and hugged his knees titly, and began to cry as he came to the realisation that he had killed everyone, it was but just him, and him alone.
Time to end my life... Rosenthal told himself, trying to swallow his tongue but then realised it was not there.He opened his mouth to scream but nothing came out.
"Try something else."The voice giggled.
Rosenthal went to bite the underside of his wrist but realised he had no teeth.Tears rushing down his cheek he made a completly silent sob.
"This is your fate if you make the wrong decision.Your power will be so great that it will wipe life from the face of the earth.You know what to do."
"SO DO IT!!!!"The voice boomed through his head, echoing continually as he snapped out of the lifelike situation he had just been in.Rosenthal held a bewildered expression, his eyes bloodshot and a single tear went down his cheek."Heh, something in my eye thats all."Rosenthal told Luna turning away from her, he sniffed a little and then wiped his face to be sure and then regained his composure.To kill all vampires...including myself, that is the right choice, he reassured himself.
He then turned back towards Luna."Just a fly."Rosenthal told her smiling.But then in a more serious tone he asked her, "So What do you think?About God controlling us like puppets?Do you think it's true?"
"See these revolvers
That's why they call us
The same reason the police ain't never caught us
I'm on another level words from a true rebel
I rock your ass and I ain't talking heavy"
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