BornAndTorn 85 Living Nightmare

I wanted to avoid drowning myself in self-pity again. I can't change my past regrets and I should just accept them. Sounds easy in my brain, but my heart seems to be stuck on it. So just did what I always have been doing, ignoring these thoughts and seeking momentary pleasure to keep my mind busy.

I know myself, I am not strong enough to do that.

My thoughts did not stop the convulsions. They kept on increasing and the uncomfortable feeling turned into a painful sensation. It was not much, but my nerves still send a permanent signal to my brain.

Beads of sweat began to cover my body, as the temperature of my body had risen steadily. I felt a big headache coming my way, as my body was trying its best to forcefully cooldown. This was to no avail, as my partner in crime did not stop its actions and continued to shift my bones.

The sound of bones breaking filled the surroundings and my muscles began to slowly rip apart. This process was done with great care, resulting in even more pain as more and more nerves were affected. My whole body began to ache as this process happened simultaneously all over my body.

Gritting my teeth I tried my best to endure this bombardment of nerve responses, but the pain was far from subsiding. I could see why being unconscious would have been the better option. But I was as far away from being unconscious as humanly possible. Despite suffering under this pain, I still thought that I would be able to persevere through this whole ordeal.

Until now it had only been minor wounds, that had affected my muscles, I learned this fact the hard way, as one muscle was torn apart entirely. With it came a loud snapping sound and a new wave of pain, that a.s.saulted my brain. This marked the first time a loud curse escaped my lips. I was in for a ride because the human body had way more than 1 muscle. This sudden realisation was followed by a storm of multilingual cursing as more and more muscles followed suit. Any sailor would have nodded upon hearing my extensive vocabulary.

I did not have time to catch any breath, as the muscles began to get repaired before getting torn apart yet again. Adding the shifting bones to the mix, made me lose next to all reason. I wanted to escape this pain at all cost, but my brain kept me wide awake.

At this point in time, there was just pain and nothing more. I could not tell where it was coming but my brain was overwhelmed and I reeled in sheer agony. Spasms had long appeared on my body and I did not notice them at all. A low guttural scream left my lips, that did not resemble a human being at all.

I wanted to scream out all my pain, but I failed to do any noise. Instead, I felt something warm creeping up inside my throat. It made its way through my mouth and I spat out the red liquid. This blood was no sign of liberation, it was full of a strange black substance. I forced my eyes open to see, what exactly this liquid was.

I did not see anything clearly, as a splitting headache was tearing through my brain. I tried as much as I could to pry open my eyes to see it, but it was impossible for me. My body refused to listen to my commands. Instead, it felt like it was breaking away from the Inside.

More and more blood was leaving my body through my mouth and I felt weaker and weaker. I made up my mind, that this could not continue. Lifting my teeth I nearly bit through my tongue and forced myself back to reality.

The intense pain in my brain got even worse, death had become my saviour in these times of anguish. Yet, I was not content, with giving up like this. I could not explain what has driven me but I found myself forcefully closing my mouth with my hands in order to not spill any more blood.

Every part of my body was aching and I was barely able to keep my hands on my mouth. The blood around me was seething and seemed to have a mind of its own as it moved across the ground. Although it came from my body, it felt foreign. This strange substance was vividly sliding on the ground surrounding my body.

I could not pay any attention to its movement, as the control of my body was slippery at best. Clinging onto dear life I forcefully swallowed the blood that wanted to escape from me. Mere seconds later I was already forced to hold my mouth shut in order to keep the blood at bay.

If someone told me, that I was struggling with my blood one day, I would have declared him insane on the spot but yet here I am. This must be a fever dream or hallucination induced by a loss of too much blood. That would at least explain it.

But this felt much too real for a hallucination. The blood surrounding me grew more and more agitated as it surrounded me. I felt more pressure from the blood in front of my eyes than from some magicians. It was not as surreal as the pressure I faced from the "G.o.ds", but a lot more tangible.

The black blood left the ground and flowed up my body, before suspending over it. It felt like it was contemplating on what to do. The liquid inside of my mind became even more restless as it splurged towards its freedom. I did my best to keep it inside my body because the consequences were much worse.

After the blood fought valiantly for its freedom, I managed to survive this fierce struggle. Still, the blood that had loomed over my body did something, that would burn itself into my brain forever. The blood burrowed into my body, leaving many small holes all over my body.

What came next, can only be referred to as the literal embodiment of h.e.l.l. My body began to churn from, every muscle, every pore down to the atoms, everything was currently burning. This heat was not something I had felt before, I lacked the words to describe the beyond painful sensation. In front of this feeling, men are nought.

Despite this awful sensation, I was very much alive. I wished for something else though. m.u.f.fled groans escaped my lips and I could not help but open my mouth as my arms were attacked by the blood.

Contrary to its previous actions the blood did not escape out my mouth immediately but rested in it for a while. It was calm and there was no difference to any other liquid. Though I did not have much time to wonder about this strange behaviour as my body was currently being cooked from the inside.

These thoughts could only distract me for mere seconds before returning me back to the grim reality. I felt like a lobster and judging by the colour of my skin I was slowly turning into one.

Despite my constant pain the blood in my mouth had yet to react.

After what felt like an eternity, the blood finally went out of my mouth and slowly of my body into the surroundings. The rest of the blood, that had burrowed into my body came out as well. Leaving my body behind full of holes.

I was finally set free and had survived this ordeal. I wanted to kiss the ground in sheer joy, I do just that when I finally can move my muscles again. I did not bother looking after the strange substance, that left my body. Just being alive was enough for me.

After spending some time lying on my back just staring at the sky. I decided to drop my act and pushed myself from the ground. At first, I was really scared of what I was going to face, but while it was painful I still could endure it. I mean I have been tortured by these maniacs at the beginning in various ways. Whats shifting bones in comparison?

At first, I just wanted to make my partner in crime feel bad to get more benefits. But the strange black substance, that came out of my body gave me an eerie vibe. I have seen my insides and that stuff does not belong there. The blood loss was negligible, all I had to do is wait a bit before it was produced again.

I have seen a lot of strange stuff in this world so far, but blood with a will on its own is an entirely new concept to me. What was the purpose of it returning to my body, only to cause a burning sensation inside of me? Why the h.e.l.l did it feel like, the blood inside of my mouth was gauging how much I could take before it went away?

I should ask my tenant for information, the next time I talk to it.

But I had to admit, that it had done a really good job, my body felt much better than before. Jumping around I could perform many actions again without worrying about my body falling apart. I finally could train my body again.

The rumbling of my stomach, a noise that I forgot about, suggested getting some food first. Poking a small wound on my arm, I began to fish for some fish again. I could not help but hum a little melody. it had been a long time since I could enjoy life like this.

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What I did not know, was that at that exact moment a small drop of black blood was eyeing me. it appeared to be fuming. It had been following me all the time after all of the other blood had disappeared. It waited patiently and called for the rest of the black substance to return to the scenery. It waited patiently before they would commit the next step.

As a storm was brewing behind, me I still had no clue and was gobbling down the fish that were unfortunate enough to bite my arm. Even the fish began to taste good. Everything was just bliss.

I repeated this process over and over again.

The blood had regrouped and stared at me full of anger. I had crossed a line without my knowledge and seriously stained its honour. This was the first time in all of history, that a creature had behaved that way. It had been berated or praised, feared or thanked, but never had it been disrespected like that. No lifeform had done something so atrocious, not a single one.

But this specimen in front of them did not only have the galls, to fake his suffering but to flaunt in front of their eyes. This precedent was not something, that could be tolerated. An example had to be set. They launched themselves at me at a level of speed I deemed impossible.

Just at this point in time, I noticed that something was horribly wrong. I did not know, where the danger came from but I threw myself sideways just in case. I came face to face with the black substance. The substance was not seething anymore it was boiling. Somehow I got the feeling, that the substance was thoroughly enraged.

There was no time to comprehend the situation, as I began to run forward to escape this sudden attack. Behind me came a current of water flying at me. It was faster than me, leaving me with no other choice, than to zig-zag in order to throw it off.

The black liquid was having none of it, as it accelerated once again, it followed me every step vigorously. I noticed just how serious the situation was, as the ant queen escaped out of my body and ran into the direct opposite direction of me.

Left with no other choice I threw myself into the lake and began to dive, hoping for a miracle. But lady luck was smiling at someone today once again. I had a premonition, that this time it was not going to end so well for me.

The black blood streamed flocked towards me, before crashing into my body and embedding themselves all over my body. I doubt, that it had good intentions. Gritting my teeth, I forced myself to move back to the sh.o.r.e, while my body began to heat up once again. But if it was comparable to a sauna just before, then now I really felt like a lobster in boiling water.

Just how " good " these intentions were, was something I was about to learn the hard way.