CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
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"I'll give you it all," he said
Dick didn't respond. He didn't even consider that someone could have just spoken. He was in his room alone. Half awake/half asleep. Just like always.
"I'LL GIVE YOU IT ALL," he shouted. Dick would have sat bold upright if he was still capable of such a decisive move. Instead he just cowered under the sheets. He hadn't imagined that, not twice. Shit.
"I'll give you it all," he said again, calmly. Dick didn't want to look.
"I'll give you it all," he said, exactly the same as before. Dick wondered if this was it, if he was dying, if these were the final spurts of a dying mind. Or if...something had come for him. To take him to Hell, where he belonged. Maybe he should face it. Let it take him. He could.
"I'll give you - " Dirk pulled the sheets back. The devil was sitting at the bottom of his bed.
"Oh God..." said Dirk.
"Not him," he said. "Not the other either. I know what you just thought."
"I...don't think," said Dirk. How was he talking to this...person? It was a man in a suit, he could see that now. A pale skinned man in a suit.
"You've gone sluggish," said the man. "I could replace your brain."
"What?" asked Dirk, slowly.
"I alread changed your name from Dick to the slightly-less-associated-with-penis Dirk without you noticing," said the man.
"No you didn't, my name's always been Dirk!" said Dirk.
"No, it hasn't. Here is the true reality for a moment." And Dirk could see it before his eyes, could see him writing his name down in school, again and again...Dick Dick Dick...
"How did you...changed it back," said Dirk.
"Okay," said the man. "Nothing without your will being behind it. It was just a demonstartion."
"Who are you?" asked Dick.
"The universe," said the man.
"I...what," said Dick.
"Let me make you less sluggish..."
"No, I don't want you in my head..."
"Let me give you women who are forced to walk on all fours, you leading them around with a leather whip, it tears into their flesh as they slow..."
"NO!"
"You've thought about that before. It was the only way you could get hard for a while. But now? You can't even wank, can you?"
"Shut up..."
"Let me give you a proper erection, one that lasts more than the eight seconds you've grown used to..."
"You don't know me this is this is fuck I don't know fucking let me die this is it cna't take it not strong enough..."
"You always wanted a total reality inversion."
"I could have coped then, when I wanted it...I haven't wanted anything for years...haven't moved...did you make my brain less sluggish?"
"You're doing that by thinking."
"I don't want...sex girls."
"You do really."
"It would be wrong...bad...if it was against their will..."
"I'd change their will for you."
"That's cheating."
"Yes but when you tried to justify your fantasies in your mind it was the only way you could imagine it happened for real..."
"That's what this is, me trying to justify a fantasy...nothing more."
"All the girls of the world, under your command..."
"What's in it for you?"
"Ah. Everything. I am formless, but through you I could be."
"You would possess me?"
"No, but I would give shape to the world...I would be the world."
"You said you're already the universe!"
"It's complicated."
"Go away..."
"I could give you everything!"
"Away..."
"It's not even the moral aspect, is it? You're just too scared now, too much of a non person."
"WHY DIDN'T YOU COME TO ME SOONER?"
"I came as soon as I could. I was looking for you."
"I want it all!"
"Good. Good."
"Can you...go back in time?"
"If it's what you want. Yes, I see what you mean."
"Do it."
"You are giving me control?"
"DO IT."
"Yes. But it will take a few minutes for the change in the timeline to register."
"I'll wank."
"Yes you will."
Dick wanked. He wanked and wanked and wanked and then he opened his eyes and there were girls all around him. He was lying on a bed of girls. And he could remember the last five years and how wonderful they had been. He took a moment to feel satisfied, to remember what he had been...
A moment in which everything slipped out of control.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO US?" cried a girl.
"FREE US!" cried the girl whose breasts he was using as a pillow. "FREE US!"
"INHUMAN...WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!" they cried and wailed and he felt in agony for a moment. It was wrong, he'd never been able to justify it...he needed him to put things right.
"ERASE MY MEMORY, ALL OF IT!" he cried to the man in the suit.
"But you told me to never do that, that you never wanted to forget," said the man.
"DO IT!" said Dick, the girls crying. "I want this to be the only reality I remember, the only one anyone remembers."
And the man in the suit smiled.
"Finally," he said.
"What?" asked Dick. The girls had stopped crying now. They were back to what they always had been, as far as Dick knew.
"Nothng," said the man in the suit, knowing all the universe was his. "Nothing at all."
af
fdda
afd
g
a
g
as
gh
s
d
flay the foundations of a thing
with letstters
d
g
agh
a
h
h
h
h
g
maybe i shouldn't
because the letters represent the turmoil in my brain
or something
but there isn't evne turmoil now
there is nothingggggggg
gf
g
jjust keep going is all
so really
no need for letters
I'm just going to die
g
dji
gf
there is nothing
just going to die
thereis nothing
just going to die
there is notghing
just oign to die
there is nothing
just oingg to tide
there is ntohing
just going to die
there is gtoing
just going to nihting
there is jdide
e
just going to dnohting
there is die
just going to do nothing
djust going to die
there is nothing
there is tnohign
jsut going to die
there just going to nitning
die
there is nothing
just going to di e
there is nothing
there is just
there is ntohing
there is just
there is just going to die
there is ntohing
just going to die
there is nothing
just going to die
there is nothing
tjust tgoing to die
just going tod nothing
there is die
tnere is just
tjust going to die just
jthere is niothing
jstu going to die
just there going to is nothing die
t
d
gsd
sda
g
asf
g
fa
gh
AND SO ON
ooohosgd
ag
ghadg
almost felt anger there
____________________________-
"I'll give you it all," he said
Dick didn't respond. He didn't even consider that someone could have just spoken. He was in his room alone. Half awake/half asleep. Just like always.
"I'LL GIVE YOU IT ALL," he shouted. Dick would have sat bold upright if he was still capable of such a decisive move. Instead he just cowered under the sheets. He hadn't imagined that, not twice. Shit.
"I'll give you it all," he said again, calmly. Dick didn't want to look.
"I'll give you it all," he said, exactly the same as before. Dick wondered if this was it, if he was dying, if these were the final spurts of a dying mind. Or if...something had come for him. To take him to Hell, where he belonged. Maybe he should face it. Let it take him. He could.
"I'll give you - " Dirk pulled the sheets back. The devil was sitting at the bottom of his bed.
"Oh God..." said Dirk.
"Not him," he said. "Not the other either. I know what you just thought."
"I...don't think," said Dirk. How was he talking to this...person? It was a man in a suit, he could see that now. A pale skinned man in a suit.
"You've gone sluggish," said the man. "I could replace your brain."
"What?" asked Dirk, slowly.
"I alread changed your name from Dick to the slightly-less-associated-with-penis Dirk without you noticing," said the man.
"No you didn't, my name's always been Dirk!" said Dirk.
"No, it hasn't. Here is the true reality for a moment." And Dirk could see it before his eyes, could see him writing his name down in school, again and again...Dick Dick Dick...
"How did you...changed it back," said Dirk.
"Okay," said the man. "Nothing without your will being behind it. It was just a demonstartion."
"Who are you?" asked Dick.
"The universe," said the man.
"I...what," said Dick.
"Let me make you less sluggish..."
"No, I don't want you in my head..."
"Let me give you women who are forced to walk on all fours, you leading them around with a leather whip, it tears into their flesh as they slow..."
"NO!"
"You've thought about that before. It was the only way you could get hard for a while. But now? You can't even wank, can you?"
"Shut up..."
"Let me give you a proper erection, one that lasts more than the eight seconds you've grown used to..."
"You don't know me this is this is fuck I don't know fucking let me die this is it cna't take it not strong enough..."
"You always wanted a total reality inversion."
"I could have coped then, when I wanted it...I haven't wanted anything for years...haven't moved...did you make my brain less sluggish?"
"You're doing that by thinking."
"I don't want...sex girls."
"You do really."
"It would be wrong...bad...if it was against their will..."
"I'd change their will for you."
"That's cheating."
"Yes but when you tried to justify your fantasies in your mind it was the only way you could imagine it happened for real..."
"That's what this is, me trying to justify a fantasy...nothing more."
"All the girls of the world, under your command..."
"What's in it for you?"
"Ah. Everything. I am formless, but through you I could be."
"You would possess me?"
"No, but I would give shape to the world...I would be the world."
"You said you're already the universe!"
"It's complicated."
"Go away..."
"I could give you everything!"
"Away..."
"It's not even the moral aspect, is it? You're just too scared now, too much of a non person."
"WHY DIDN'T YOU COME TO ME SOONER?"
"I came as soon as I could. I was looking for you."
"I want it all!"
"Good. Good."
"Can you...go back in time?"
"If it's what you want. Yes, I see what you mean."
"Do it."
"You are giving me control?"
"DO IT."
"Yes. But it will take a few minutes for the change in the timeline to register."
"I'll wank."
"Yes you will."
Dick wanked. He wanked and wanked and wanked and then he opened his eyes and there were girls all around him. He was lying on a bed of girls. And he could remember the last five years and how wonderful they had been. He took a moment to feel satisfied, to remember what he had been...
A moment in which everything slipped out of control.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO US?" cried a girl.
"FREE US!" cried the girl whose breasts he was using as a pillow. "FREE US!"
"INHUMAN...WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!" they cried and wailed and he felt in agony for a moment. It was wrong, he'd never been able to justify it...he needed him to put things right.
"ERASE MY MEMORY, ALL OF IT!" he cried to the man in the suit.
"But you told me to never do that, that you never wanted to forget," said the man.
"DO IT!" said Dick, the girls crying. "I want this to be the only reality I remember, the only one anyone remembers."
And the man in the suit smiled.
"Finally," he said.
"What?" asked Dick. The girls had stopped crying now. They were back to what they always had been, as far as Dick knew.
"Nothng," said the man in the suit, knowing all the universe was his. "Nothing at all."
