It's a beautiful summer morning here in the Southern Continent. The flowers are pretty, looking at the green grass is so relaxing and comforting, and our host start is shining bright in the deep blue sky. The warmth is pleasant to my mind and soul. I love life, and I love living in this wonderful world. These cute animals are looking at me with happiness in their eyes. Everything is so bright, everything feels so amazing. Pleasure feels my senses as I realize how good it is to be alive. I'm 3125 years old now, and I have never wished to never be born. I've always been very happy to be born. I have a purpose in this world, just like everyone else. But... I wonder how my consciousness started, or if it even started in the first place. Maybe it always existed somewhere in this infinite collection of parallel yet interconnected consciousnesses called "Pan". Yeah, I think that is indeed the case. Consciousness can never start or end, because it's eternal. It just changes form all the time, but the change is actually an illusion, because time does not actually exist outside of our conceptual understanding of what we call "reality". I'm so happy to be alive. I can feel everything. It's so beautiful. I walk in this lovely garden full of plants, flowers, trees, and cute little animals on the ground and flying in the bright, comforting, beautiful, deep, blue sky. I'm now thinking how relaxing would it be to walk in this really pretty place with a friend of mine, or even more than one friend, why not? But even if I'm alone in this place, I'm still happy. Why should I not be? My happiness does not need other people's validation. I'm surrounded by consciousness, after all, I'm understood by the sum of total consciousness, all of it equally actual with its other parts. Something that we call "God". Yes, I'm loved by God. I'm hated by God. And God has a neutral opinion about me. All at the same time. God is everything, so it has literally every opinion, not just about me, but also about everyone else, and everything else. But I choose to focus on love, not hate. There are so many deities that love me and try their best to make me as happy as possible. But what is a deity? What separates the divine from the non-divine? It should be quite obvious, that there is absolutely no separation. Everything is divine. And there is no "good" or "bad", those are just our own interpretations of what we perceive through our own, flawed, imperfect, filtered senses. A person's demon can be another person's angel. There are just spirits around us, that interact with us and our lives all the time. Infinite of them, actually. But there is no such thing as a "demon" or an "angel". Just spirits and entities that most people cannot see. And nobody can see all of them at the same time, either, since they are infinite. And some people can hear the messages of the gods, even though most other people cannot. And they can actually see entities around us even though most other people cannot. Those people are blessed by the gods and they are their messengers to us, the people. And the sum of everything is the supreme God. God is everything. So I am also part of God, just like everything I'm seeing. It's so beautiful. A perfect, omniscient, complete, all-inclusive being. God is truly everything. And maybe all of my perceptions, thoughts, memories, emotions and beliefs are part of a simulation made by people from other realities. And perhaps I'm being controlled by the creators of this simulation. Are my thoughts really mine? Is someone controlling my emotions? Why I am so happy? There's no reason as to why I should be so happy. Do I participate in my wishes? Or am I just a spectator of this complex conscious perception and awareness? Maybe there is no need to obsess over these thoughts. Likely, I should just enjoy this happiness, and this beautiful world I'm seeing, even though nothing of what I see is real and it's all just in my mind. I don't even know if this happiness is gonna last forever, or if it will eventually fade away and I'll be swallowed inside a painful, empty darkness... perhaps forever, perhaps not. The future is unpredictable. Well, time is an illusion, anyway, but I wonder what "will" happen in the moments my flawed mind perceives as "the future". I don't know, and uncertainty is indeed scary. Nothing is in my control, and even when things seem to make sense and are perfectly predictable, you never know whether that predictableness (and beauty?) is going to last forever. Who knows... it might even end today. Who knows, really. God knows, and so do infinite (but not all) sub-deities that have knowledge of what I think is "the future". But I should not worry or think about these things. These things cannot reasonably happen, I will probably keep being happy forever. So I smile and keep walking in this beautiful location.
I see ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔, who is one of my best friends ever. I greet her, smiling and being happy. She's a dark and mysterious girl, and she's fascinating. She often talks about summoning demons, and having various powers given to her by strong, deadly creatures from the depths of hell. I like her philosophy. She's just five years old, though, so I've been knowing her only recently. I'm 3125 years old, so I'm much older than her. But she seems much more wise than me, for some reason. Her soul has probably learned a lot through rebirth.
"Hello, ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔! It's nice to see you again!", I told her, smiling friendly and being happy.
"Nice to see you too, ─│┌┐└┘├┤! Wanna come to my house? We can play videogames and have fun!", she said, smiling gently, with her cute smile filling my soul with joy and pleasure.
"Sure! Thank you! I know we'll have fun! You're always friendly and sweet to me!", I said, very happy.
She smiled, opened the door of her house and invited me in.
"What game are we going to play today?", I asked her, smiling and excited.
"You choose!", she said, smiling kindly.
"I want to play ─┐├┴║╔╗╚, I'm getting better at it! I will beat you at that game, haha!", I said, challening her playfully and giggling.
"I also got better at it! You'll never beat me at it!", she replied, smiling playfully and giggling, too.
"Let's go!", I said, happy.
We started playing the game and I started choosing the characters.
"I will use ─┤╓╚╡╨█□ this time, I'm getting better at using her. I know more of her combos now!", I said, having fun. "Nice! Let's play now! I have lots of fun with you, my friend!", she said, smiling gently at me.
We started playing the game and we were having lots fun. As usual, she's very strong in this game and it's very difficult to defeat her. But I'm kinda starting to get a lot better at this game now, and I might also defeat her eventually. My skills at this game are getting better, and with some powerful combos I might beat her in the end. It's a challenge, and that is exactly why I love playing videogames with her. After a few rounds lost (for me, at least... I mean, she won), this round is seeming to be better (for me) compared to the other rounds. I'm actually about to win. The life bar of the character she's using is almost zero. Just a few more hits, and I'll win! But...
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suddenly, something totally unexpected happened. She... she farted?
At first, I tried ignoring it and kept playing the game, since I didn't want to make her feel embarassed. Stuff like this happens. We all fart, and sometimes we let some farts accidentally slip out. It's fine. However, about 10 heartbeats later, the smell of her fart reached my nose. PHEW!!! This fart is so much stinkier than an average person's fart, I guess! Wow! It's rancid! This has to be the worst fart I have ever smelled! I didn't want to mention this to her, but I couldn't breathe without gagging and suffering from this nasty stench. I wanted to tell this to her without embarrassing her, so I tried being considerate: "Hey, uh... ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔, can we please go somewhere else? There's a bad smell here...". She started giggling, then she said: "I know! Haha! It's because I let out a stinky fart~ aww... what's wrong, ─│┌┐└┘├┤? Can't handle the smell of the farts of a cute girl like me~? Hehehe~".
"You're proud of that?", I exclaimed, surprised but also a bit disgusted.
"Yeah, sure I am!", she said, smiling proudly.
"It does smell really bad, though. Can we please go somewhere else? Maybe outside? This smell is unbearable!", I said, agonizing because of this smell and wanting to get out from this situation as soon as possible.
"Fine~let's go outside!", she said, giggling and smiling.
We went outside and I felt happy that I could breathe fresh air again. That smell was truly nasty, I wonder how it's possible that her body can produce such a foul smell from her ass. Maybe she was holding that fart in since her previous life, which makes sense, considering she's only five years old. I think she has gone through several rebirths within her soul path, I think that also because she seems very wise and she seems to know a lot about demons, spirits, angels and other extradimensional being. Her soul does seem very old to me.
"Aww... did that fart really smell that bad? Oww come on!!! It couldn't had been that bad! It's just a fart of a cute girl~", she teased.
"Yeah... it did smell really bad. I was surprised!", I said, playfully laughing.
"Do you understand my power now?", she said, smiling kindly and giggling cutely.
"I do!", I said, smiling as well.
"That is power the demons gave to me!", she said, turning a bit more serious now.
"Ah, okay. Interesting", I said, smiling but starting to become a little bit uncomfortable.
"Do you want me to give you another display of my power?", she asked, smiling kindly as if it was some kind of favor or pleasure for me.
"With another fart?", I asked.
"Yes, of course", she said, smiling warmly.
"Uh... I would rather not. Sorry", I politely declined her offer.
"Why not?", she asked. She seemed disappointed and maybe even just a little bit offended.
"I would rather have fun in some other way with you. Maybe we should just walk in this lovely garden full of beautiful flowers and sunny skies?", I suggested, smiling. I hope she will accept the request and forget about her own farts.
"Okay!", she said, smiling cutely. She is really cute, indeed.
"Nice! Thank you!", I said, smiling at her. She smiled back. I love her, and I love this moment!
We started walking in this cute, relaxing garden. The pleasure and relaxation were intense, and they filled my soul with happiness and joy.
"I'm very happy when I'm with you!", I said, smiling happily. She smiled back and said:"I'm also very happy when I'm with you! This is a very pleasant feeling. I love you, ─│┌┐└┘├┤". I was about to cry from the joy when I heard she saying that to me. "Thank you, ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔", I told her, trying my best not to cry. "Are you okay, friend?", she asked, a bit worried. "Of course", I said, with some tears falling from my eyes. "Are you sure? Why are you crying?", she asked me, worried. "I'm just really happy to be with you, that's all! I love you, ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔!", I said, finally showing my feelings to her and crying from the happiness that was overwhelming my senses. She hugged me and said "It's okay, I'm with you. I really love you, ─│┌┐└┘├┤. We'll play a lot and be happy together!", she said, with a very soothing voice. I'm in heaven now.
"Thank you! I love you too!", I told her, smiling and drying my tears with the sleeve of my shirt.
"I know you love me! And I'm happy you do!", she said, smiling cheerfully.
We kept walking in this lovely garden and we both looked at the lovely blue sky. The air was warm and relaxing, and the green grass full of colorful flowers made me feel even more relaxing. This is truly heaven.
"Is there anything about me that you dislike?", she asked me, smiling, and she seemed curious.
"Of course not! I love everything about you!" I said, smiling proudly.
"Even my farts?", she asked, smiling and teasing.
That sentence she said, sent a shiver of fear down my spine. I definitely don't want to smell her farts again.
"I don't mind that you fart. Everyone does. But I definitely don't want to smell them. Hehe", I said, smiling but also sweating from anxiety, and I tried to play it off and sounding less serious, but perhaps that will not work.
"Why not?", she said. Now she does indeed sound a bit offended.
"Because they smell bad", I said, sweating even more with stronger anxiety.
"I know they do. They smell horrible, indeed. But you love me, so that means you should try to tolerate that smell better", she said, serious. Usually she's very kind, sweet, smiling, cheerful and playful. Seeing her this serious scares me a lot. I think that when someone is usually serious, them being serious is not scary, because that's their behavior the majority of the time. But when someone is usually sweet, and smiling warmly, seeing them serious does feel scary.
"Yeah, okay... but... can we talk about something else now? I'm feeling very uncomfortable", I said, panting from anxiety and sweating profusely.
"We can talk about something else, indeed. But not before you learn how to love my farts!", she said, smiling a bit. But this smile was not kind or lovely like her previous smiles. This looked a bit malicious and naughty, too. I'm scared.
"I'M NOW SUMMONING ─┘┼╔╙, DIVINE MISTRESS OF FLATULENCE! GIVE ME THE POWER THAT I NEED! AND EVEN MORE! GIVE ME AS MUCH POWER AS POSSIBLE!!!", she yelled, which startled me and now I'm seriously panicking. I've never seen her behaving like this before. I hope nothing bad will happen.
"Can we just be friends like we were before? Please...", I begged her, whining in fear.
"HOLISTIC FLATULENT ANNIHILATION!!!", she yelled, letting out a fart that wasn't even THAT loud, it just sounded like it was gonna stink really bad.
She looked at me with a naughty but also friendly, not malicious, smirk on her face. Eh, I honestly think that demon stuff she was saying before was something playful that wasn't meant to be taken seriously. Then, the smell hit me. It was so rancid and disgusting, I had never smelled so putrid before.
"Ewww ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔!!! Your fart is deadly!!!", I said while gagging, with my eyes watering from that noxious stench that I never thought a cute girl like her could produce from her own body. She started giggling friendly and smiling cutely.
"Come on, it's not that bad, it's just my fart!", she said, laughing cutely. "You should had seen your own face when I said I was summoning ─┘┼╔╙, and that I was asking her to give me a lot of power! You really thought I was serious!!!", she said, keeping laughing a lot. She looked she couldn't breathe from her laughter.
"Are you okay?", I asked, giggling and laughing a bit.
"Sure, don't worry!", she said, smiling, and toning down her laughter a bit.
"But... your fart did actually smell terrible, though. And it still does, it's lingering in the air, whoa! It's nasty! Can't we just go somewhere else?", I asked her.
"Sorry, I can't now! I need to go to the farm, my aunt is calling me. I need to help, sorry. We'll see each other tomorrow!", she said, smiling cutely. She then came closer to me and hugged me warmly. I hugged her back and we were really happy.
"See you tomorrow, then!", I said, smiling and going back home.
Her fart smelled awful. If she didn't tell me she was joking about that demon stuff, I would had believed her. I had never smelled a fart stinky like that before. I'm surprised. I was on my way back home and feeling happy to live in this beautiful world. It feels so good to be alive. I came back to my house and started playing videogames. The memory of ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔ is still in my mind, and it gives me joy that such a sweet girl exists. I'm really happy, I feel great. I'll see her tomorrow again, which will be another wonderful day. My parents and my baby brother are in the living room. My parents are reading a new book about the medicinal herbs found in the forest nearby. My baby brother is about 20,000 years old, but he's still a baby. He's much older than me, and he's still a baby. I wonder if he will ever grow up and become an adult like me. Even my friend ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔, who is 5 years old, is an adult. But not my 20,000 years old baby brother. I wonder why. This is a strange thing I can't explain and that I never understood. Perhaps age does not depend on how long ago you were born. I don't know what is the cause of this thing. I wonder. But it's also true that the duration of a "year" is always different. Some years even last ten times longer than other years, so maybe calculating the time in years is not a good idea. But if the very definition of time changes so often, how are we supposed to measure it objectively? Perhaps there is no way, and I shouldn't worry too much about it either. I talk with my parents and I smile at my baby brother and we have a lot of fun.
"I love you, mom and dad!", I say, hugging them and smiling. I'm so happy that my family loves me. They smiled back and me and we were all happy. But what if all of this is just a product of my mind? What if none of this is real? What if this is just a dream? No! I don't want to think about this. I'm happy with my life. I want to believe, that everything will always be okay. I tell my parents and my baby brother good night, I smile with calm and joy and then I go to sleep.
While I was beautifully sleeping, the loud yelling of my mom calling my name woke me up.
"─│┌┐└┘├┤!!!", she yelled my name. She sounded scared. Or perhaps sad? Or angry? I have no idea. I hope it's nothing bad.
"What's wrong, mom??!!", I asked, worried.
"We need to move to another town! Prepare your stuff and come with me! Quick!", she said, scared and worried.
"Hey, mom! What happened?!", I asked, scared and worried as well.
"There is a gravitational storm that is about to hit our town. The gravity is going to decrease a lot for the next few days. Which is not something too terrible, since gravitational storms are a common occurrence in the Southern Continent. Gravity is not always the same here, some days is higher and some days is lower. The dangerous thing is that this gravitational storm will also bring a really nasty and unbearable stench with it. Apparently, a girl in a town nearby has farted a really stinky fart, which was picked up and amplified by this gravitational storm. I doubt that girl did that thing intentionally, however. Just a very unpleasant coincidence that brought a very dangerous side effect. The journalists who have smelled it said it's really stinky and rancid, and that our town needs to be evacuated. Enough with the explanation, bring your stuff and come with us! We're leaving the town. We might come back if the smell will go away in the future, though. We don't know how long the smell is going to fast, or if it will be permanent. Don't worry. Bring your stuff and come with us!", she said, worried.
Wait a moment... couldn't that girl who accidentally caused this thing be ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔? She did fart a really stinky fart that stunk up a large outside area in that garden yesterday. And was it really accidental, though? I mean, it did sound like she was joking, but she did also mention demons and other stuff, and she said "flatulent annihilation" or some stuff like that. I don't remember her exact words, but it did sound like she was yelling some kind of black magic spell. Or maybe it's just a coincidence that the gravitational storm had picked up her fart and amplified it. Whatever, I will probably never know for sure.
I enter the helicopter that my mom is driving and we move to a nearby down that has apparently around 186A0 people. I wonder what this means. I convert this number from hexadecimal to decimal and I see that means it has around 100,000 people. Interesting. The population there is a bit higher than in the town I live in. I see lots of people evacuating the town where I lived and grew up. I hope one day I can come back there. Perhaps I should not worry too much about that. We don't know how long the smell of this girl's fart amplified by the gravitational storm is gonna last. Perhaps it's gonna last only a few days. Days are not lasting very long recently, so it's good. But we don't know what's gonna happen. Life is always unpredictable, but we have to accept it for how it is. But even if I'll never be able to come back to my native town, I will find new friends and be happy with my new life. I smile and I'm optimist. Nothing bad can ever happen!
We landed at our new town, and we will live here from now on. We will be ready to live a new happy life! I say goodbye to my native town for the last time and I pray for the gods that protect that city, for that city to never be forgotten. I already miss ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔. I wonder if I'll ever see her again. Her farts were really stinky but I loved her a lot. I was so happy with her. Her hugs were so comforting. But I shouldn't feel sad that I don't see her anymore, I should feel happy because at least I saw her in my life at some point. She will always live in my heart and in my memories. I feel so happy when I remember her. So many good moments I have spent with her. I cry a little bit, but smile and decide to be strong and keep living my life and make new friends. I hope I won't die, though. Most people do die at some point, but at different times. The Lunars only live for around 29 days, while the Titans can live for millions of years. But what am I? How long will I live for? I'm 3125 years old, and I have no idea at what stage of my life I'm in. I have no idea how long I will keep living. I may look like a young adult, but that doesn't mean I won't start aging very quickly next year and die in two years from now. Life and death are very unpredictable, indeed. So, why not just live in the present and enjoy life? Yeah, that might be a great idea! I smile and walk around this new town, while plenty of people from my native town also come here in search of a new life. Some of those people I have already seen before. We don't know each other well, but I smiled at them and waved my hands at them. They smiled back and greeted verbally. "Hello man!!!", someone said, smiling happily. They don't look worried at all, while my smile does look a bit forced, I would assume. Perhaps they are just better at hiding their feelings than I am.
"We're ready to live a new happy life!", I told my mom, smiling, with a warm feeling of hope in my soul that warms my heart. She smiled back and said that she was going to sleep, and that I should do, too, because a new happy life is definitely awaiting us.
I go to sleep and with a very warm feeling of happiness and joy that makes me feel really good.
But...
...I got woken up by the loud yelling of my mom calling my name again.
"─│┌┐└┘├┤!!!", she yelled my name again.
"What's wrong again, mom???", I asked, confused.
"This stinky gravitational storm is becoming much bigger than the meteorologists had predicted. It's going to hit this town as well! They are predicting this gravitational storm will be so huge, the whole Southern Continent might also be completely engulfed in this noxious stench. We will book a flight to the Eastern Continent now! Bring your stuff and come with us!", she said, very worried.
We booked a flight for the Eastern Continent. The airports of much of the Southern Continent were full of people who were leaving the continent in search of a better life. The whole continent was evacuated, as the nasty stench of (supposedly) ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔'s horrible smelly fart eventually permeated the whole continent. While I was on the airplane towards the Eastern Continent, I did wonder whether it was truly ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔'s fart that caused that horrible smell that made my native continent uninhabitable, or if there is any other reason for this. I do also wonder if someone is still living there and that nobody noticed about those people still living there, forgotten by everyone and choked and tortured by that really nasty fart smell. I'm very sorry for the people still living in that continent, but I should not worry for something I can't even change. I don't even know if there is still someone living there that other people have forgotten. I'm really sorry for them, though, that smell is truly nasty, as far as I have heard, and if that smell is the same as ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔'s farts, then it is indeed truly nasty. I really miss ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔, however. I would had loved to give her a last hug if I knew this was gonna happen. I can't change the past, though, I shouldn't cry over it. I can only make sure the future is gonna be at least somewhat better. I smile and I'm hopeful for the future. The future is gonna shine, I'm pretty sure! We'll say goodbye to the Southern Continent, sure, but our new life in the Eastern Continent is going to be beautiful, it's gonna shine very bright! I smile and I'm happy! People in this plane are shocked about what's currently happening, but we need to have hope for the future! Hope is what dies last, after all, no? Everyone in this plane is silent and there's no chatter in this background. I think it might be the first time in my 3125 years of life here that I have ever seen something as bad as this happening in this world. The Southern Continent is completely uninhabitable because of that putrid, choking, irritating smell that is probably the same as one of my best friend's farts. I'm still wonderful if what's currently happening is just a coincidence of if she really wanted to destroy the entire Southern Continent with the smell of her rotten farts. Or if it's really her that caused this in the first place. She did mention a flatulent annihilation but it was probably just a joke, I don't think it was meant to be taken seriously. Her farts truly were rancid, but if I think about it now, I never hated or disliked for that. I don't think my questions will ever have an answer. I have so many questions but the answer is always the same: no answer. I also wonder where she is. Hasn't she been also evacuated from the Southern Continent just like everyone else? Or what? Could she annihilate another continent with her stinky farts, assuming she did that intentionally? My mind is filled with so many questions, but the only thing I can do now is exhale, relax, breathe in slowly, relax, exhale again, smile and hope for a very bright future. Yes, the Southern Hemisphere is indeed gone, but that won't stop people from having a new happy life in the Eastern Continent. We are ready to live a new happy life, yes, indeed! The feeling of joy and happiness fills my heart and I feel great. Eastern Continent, here we come! I'm so enthusiastic for this new happy and bright life we're all about to live! Nothing bad can ever happen again. We have learned from our mistakes and we will never let such a thing happen again! I'm confident that we have learned, indeed. How can we let things like these happen again in the future? Of course we won't! As the airplane is about to touch the land of the Eastern Continent, which will bring us new adventures and new happy events in our lives, my heart beats in excitement and hype for what's next to come. A whole new life is ready to be lived! Let's go! The airplane touched the land and we were ready to exit the airplane. I saw the Eastern Continent for the first time in my life. It's so beautiful! The vegetation is so lush, green, and the mountains give me a sense of awe and wonder.
"I love this place, mom! Are you ready to live a new happy life, mom? I sure am!", I said, happy and excited.
"Sure!", she said, smiling warmly at me. I'm so happy!
"Mom, I need to tell you something. I think I know who was the cause of the catastrophe that destroyed our native continent...", I said, feeling a bit sad. I'm not sure what this feeling is. Perhaps I'm disappointed about something? This feeling is so strange and I don't know what it is or what it's caused by.
"Are you sure?", she asked, interested.
"A few days ago, I was hanging around with a friend of mine. We played videogames with each other and had lots of fun. Then she let out a really stinky fart that forced me outside of her bedroom. Trust me, it was really, really stinky. I couldn't breathe without gagging, any attempt at drawing the next breath were followed by me gagging and complaining. I couldn't handle that smell, and eventually I gave up. Then we went outside, and we were very happy. I thought the problem was over, but then she yelled something that sounded like a magic spell, something like 'flatulent annihilation', and she farted. That fart was even stinkier than the one before and there was no way I or anyone else could handle the smell of a fart like that. She sounded and looked very serious when she yelled that thing, but then her feeling changed immediately and she was friendly and giggling, laughing at how I thought she sounded serious when she yelled those words. I still wonder whether it was her who caused this, and if so, whether it was something she did intentionally to destroy our native continent, or just a coincidence that the gravitational storm picked up her fart and amplified it to that extent. I also have no idea where she is now. I really miss her. I want to see her again. I feel strange now that I don't see her anymore. I feel sad. Her name was ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔.", I explained to my mom.
"Sweetie", she said, smiling warmly at me, "You can't have the answers to these questions, simply because you didn't see the event yourself. You didn't see the gravitational storm picking up the smell of her farts, you don't know where she is now, and you don't know whether she did that intentionally or not, since you can't read her mind either. It's okay to not know something. To be honest, it's impossible to know literally everything. Uncertainly is part of life. It might feel scary but it's okay!", she said, smiling warmly at me. Her smile made me feel calmer and felt very comforting.
"Thank you, mom!", I said, hugging her. She hugged me back. The embrace from my own mother felt very warm and comforting. This feeling is wonderful. I let go of the hug and looked at her face and smiled warmly. She smiled back.
"Let's go live our new happy life! But maybe tomorrow we can live it a bit better. I'm feeling a bit sleepy. Today has been a rough day, and I just want to rest for tonight. Then tomorrow we will be ready to be happy again!", I said, hopeful and very excited.
"Good night, mom!", I said, hugging her.
"Good night, dad!", I said, hugging him.
"Good night, baby brother!", I said, touching his head and smiling warmly at him.
I went to sleep at my new house, in a bed I had never slept before, and I quickly fell asleep, with a warm feeling of comfort under these comfy blankets.
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"─│┌┐└┘├┤...", I heard a familiar voice calling my name.
"┬┴┼═║╒╓╔... is this really you?!", I said, with a feeling of utter joy and ecstasy since I saw her again. This feels too good to be real.
"Yes, I'm ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔! I really missed you, ─│┌┐└┘├┤!", she said, hugging me in a way that felt too good to be true.
I immediately started crying. I can't believe this is real.
"It's okay to cry, ─│┌┐└┘├┤. Ssshhh... it's okay. It's okay. I'm here. Your pain is over with me. We will be happy together from now. I'm sorry for what happened. I didn't want this to happen. Life is so unfair... why? Why all this?", she said, and she started crying as well, which made me cry even more.
"Don't worry...", I said, sobbing in my tears, "It's okay, we are together again now. This is the only thing that matters. I missed you so much!", I told her, trying my best not to cry, but it's easier said than done. Tears are falling on my cheeks and lips, and they won't stop falling. Crying this hard feels like having a knot in your throat. My eyes are burning from these salty tears. I smile from happiness, and told her: "We're ready to live a new happy life! This time for real!"
"I'm so glad to be your friend, ─│┌┐└┘├┤", she said with a warm, friendly smile. This vision is so angel it doesn't even feel real.
"─│┌┐└┘├┤...", she said, with her angelic voice.
"─│┌┐└┘├┤...", she said my name again, with a very sweet voice that fixed and pleasured my previously broken soul.
"─│┌┐└┘├┤, wake up! I've been calling you several times now!", said my mom, worried.
WAIT! All this was a dream? I didn't meet ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔ again? REALLY? I suddenly feel a strong grip on my throat and I start crying very heard and completely uncontrollably. This hurt my feelings deeply, and these wounds won't heal, I'm quite sure of this.
"What's wrong, ─│┌┐└┘├┤? Why are you crying so much?", asked my mom, very concerned, while hugging me warmly.
"Don't worry, mom, I just had a wonderful dream. A bit too wonderful. And now that I'm awake, knowing it was just a dream hurts so deeply", I explained.
"Do you want to talk about this?", she asked.
"I dreamed about meeting ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔ again. I was so happy in that dream, but now I have realized it's just a dream. I really miss her. It hurts. It really hurts", I told my mom.
"Ssshhh... it's okay. I'm here", she said, comforting me in a similar way to how ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔ comforted me in my dream. "We need to leave the Eastern Hemisphere as well. The stinky gravitational storm is moving northwards. It has already affected the southern parts of both the Western Continent and the Eastern Continent. We will need to go to the Northern Hemisphere, which is the only continent that has not been affected by the stinky storm yet, and just hope it's not gonna affect that continent as well. Take your stuff and come with us!", she said.
And again, I'm in an airplane trying to find hope that I will be able to live a better life eventually. But the hope I used to have in my heart is slowly fading away. What is this feeling? Hopelessness? Despair? It doesn't feel good at all. Hopefully, this smelly storm won't affect the Northern Continent, otherwise it will be our end.
We have landed on the Northern Continent, which is the only continent that has not been affected by the stinky gravitational fart storm yet. It's the only continent where people currently live, since all the other three continents have been evacuated due to this stinky storm. I hear chatter in the background.
"This is the end of the world! It's the fart apocalypse! We're all doomed!", said a man, his cries were filled with pain and desperation.
"Don't worry... maybe... we can get used to the smell or something... or maybe the smell won't reach this continent", said his wife, hugging him, crying as well. This is truly a catastrophic event. This is the doomsday, I'm pretty sure. It's indeed the end of the world. It's normal to feel scared in moments like these. I think we should accept our fate, no matter how difficult it is to accept. Oh, who am I fooling? I'm probably even more scared as they are.
"There's no getting used to that smell! It smells like rotten eggs that became rotten again, mixed with rotten broccoli and spoiled milk that were left to rot and spoil for several years with the sole purpose of making it smell as stinky as nasty as possible with the malicious intent of torturing other people! The journalists said it's the fart of a girl that got amplified by the gravitational storm. That girl really does have stinky farts, then! But nobody knows who she is, anyway. This is so unfair... what did we do to deserve this? Why us? Why?", the crying man said, kneeling on the ground, losing all his hopes.
"Let's go to sleep, ─│┌┐└┘├┤. There's not much hope left", said my mom, with a very sad and hopeless facial expression. It's the first time I have ever seen her like this. She's usually much more positive and happier than this. This is a very serious situation. I therefore went to sleep and awaited for my doom. There's no hope for a new happy life. Not at all. This feeling is horrible. It's obvious the end is near. This is what hopelessness actually feels like, then.
I was awoken by the sound of a loud emergency alarm.
"To the submarines! Quickly!", yelled a very serious voice from speakers placed all around the northernmost city in the world, which is where we are currently located.
"Do we really have enough submarines for the whole population of our world?", a civilian asked to the commander of the submarines.
"We actually do. They will be densely occupied with plenty of people within a small space, but it's still better than staying up here when the smell comes here, right? The stinky storm is moving further northwards, we have no choice!", said the commander.
"But... oxygen within submarines is not infinite! It will be replaced by carbon dioxide eventually, and due to the high concentrations of carbon dioxide, we will develop hypercapnia, get intoxicated and die!", said another civilian to the commander, very worried.
"Still better than staying up here with that fart smell, right? Anyway, some of our agents will stay up here and communicate with us how bad the smell actually is. If it turns out the smell is not that unbearable, we'll come back up here! Okay?", said the commander, with a fake smile. I could sense he was very scared.
"Okay...", said the civilians.
We all entered the submarines and went under the ocean around the north pole. The submarines were small and uncomfortable for this amount of people. But I think we will need to get used to this. This is our new life, until we'll all die from the lack of oxygen.
"The stinky storm has already reached the southern part of the Northern Continent! Soon, our agents will tell us if the smell is really that bad! If it turns out that fart smell is not as unbearable as we were thinking, then we will go back there! There is still hope of a relatively normal life!", communicated the commander to every submarine.
There was a broadcast of the agents who were waiting for that smell to reach that northernmost land place in our planet, which used to be a city until yesterday. We could see a livestream of the agents waiting so that they can tell us how bad the smell will be. After some time, the stinky storm was about to reach them, and they started gagging, and violently convulsing.
"IT STINKS SO MUCH!!! LET US IN THE SUBMARINES!!! PLEASE!!!", they said, begging for their noses and senses to be freed from that abominable, raunchy smell that I'm pretty sure is ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔'s fart. No way it could be anything else. I'm certain it is ┬┴┼═║╒╓╔'s fart. It truly stunk when I smelt her fart that day, and I feel very sorry for those soldiers who have no choice but to smell it... forever at this point? While we are trapped in these submarines. The people who saw the livestream screamed in fear and panicked a lot. Yeah, we have no choice now. Eventually, we will die from the lack of oxygen. What people were saying was indeed true. Even though I didn't want to admit it, it's indeed the end of
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