Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Fantasy

The world is boring. This is the conclusion I came to about 2 months ago when i started my New Job being a Bagger, ‘All we do is work for someone else so we can have die somewhere better’. I slumped over in my seat and put my head in my hands letting the morality of life weigh down on me as the bus drove up the street to the closest bus stop to my work before i pressed the button to get off. I shake my head clearing my mind of these dark thoughts as i step off the bus and started to make my way up the hill towards my work. I reach the front of the store and read the large red SMITHS letters on the building feeling my eyes grow heavy with discontent, I let out a huff and walk into the store checking my watch; 4:02; Looks like i was a bit late again but i just shrugged knowing no one would bring it up to me. After clocking in I started on my list of chores that would last me until Midnight or later as i start letting my mind drift into entropy, coming back to consciousness whenever someone calls for me. Just like that my day was over and I walked outside into the parking lot seeing frost come from my breath as i rubbed my arms, ‘Why can we only wear this shitty ass red shirt? It’s freezing out here’. My eyes skim the parking lot until they land on the red car with a beige top and a large blonde haired man sitting in the seat playing on his phone, I crack a half smile as he looks and me and i rush over to the car closing the door briskly to preserve as much heat in the car as i could. “How was work Bitch Boy?” I hear and I look over and reply with “How was a day of sucking dick Tanner?” he lets out a laugh and say’s “Fuck You” as he hands me the phone to play music through his Aux cord like I usually do each night. We drive home singing to the same songs we have played to death a thousand times although i usually know more words to the songs since most of the music is stuff i showed him after listening to a lot. We get to the house and the first thing I do is turn on my playstation then i start taking off my work clothes and get into my jammies before I head off to raid the kitchen for some food. After settling on a package of Ramen i go back to my Playstation and get started on the same games I’ve already played for 100s of hours. 4am rolls around and I can feel my eyelids starting to drool so I turn everything off and lay on my Futon staring at the ceiling. ‘Why can’t life be more exciting like in Anime?’ I scoff out loud to my own thought making a mental mark about what a Weeb i was before turning onto my side and fall asleep drifting in my thoughts. I open my eyes to see a deserted field filled with nothing but ash and bones, my heart starts racing and i look down to see a pile of bones and blood underneath me covering my legs up to the thigh. Suddenly a large wingbeat sounds and i can feel myself immediately freeze up in terror as a Dragon with Rose colored scales and a slightly yellow tinted underbelly soars into view blotting out the sun. I claw at the bones constraining me, trying my hardest to escape but to no avail, the Dragon’s yellow eyes narrow onto me and i feel my heart sink as it swoops in for the kill, its Jaw Opens. I sit up on my futon breathing hard, sweat beading down my forehead, my eyes dart around the room searching for a large Dragon about to consume me. After completely assuring myself that was a dream I laid my head back down and stared at my ceiling, ‘Was that really a dream? It felt so real’ I shake my head and logically assume it was just a dream since there is no reasonable way a Dragon could exist it was probably just a nightmare like the one i had when i was a kid. I let out a huff and half roll off my bed and grab my phone off the floor while rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. Eventually my heart starts slowing down to a normal pace again and I get up to start my day... TO BE CONTINUED