CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
The Time Demon's slaves hadn't known how to react when he had returned to them. It had been so long. They had always had hope, because he'd brainwashed it into them, but it had faded. Their brains had been fading away. They'd just stood there, waiting. They no longer told stories of the old days. They had told them so many times. There was nothing to do but wait. There was nothing to do but exist.
When he had first came back he'd killed several of them for fun. It had been unpleasant. Those who had lived had wondered what they'd waited for, if he could throw them away so easily. Still he was the master and had to be obyed. He'd brought them to the blood puppies and they had killed again.
And finally they had felt alive. They were doing what they were born to do, finally, millions of years after they had last done it. It felt right. It felt orgasmic.
And yet the Time Demon did not seem to feel the same way. He spent a lot of time just lying around, sleeping. Or in a despair. The leader of the time slaves, named as such by the Time Demon because he had killed the most puppies, went to speak to him.
"Master, forgive me if I am speaking out of turn..."
"What do you want."
"We can't help but notice that you are not enjoying the slaughter as much as you used to."
"You still remember me in the old days, don't you?"
"Yes. You loved the kill. Like nothing else. Even though you would have use mortally wound your foes, you would always land the killing blow yourself. You once told me that you'd never been able to have sex again after the first time you killed something, because no feeling could compare to that of taking a life."
"Yes, I remember saying that. I have the memory. I just wish I could remember how it felt..."
"There are still some crippled puppies alive, you could kill them, see if you feel anything..."
"I already tried then rewound time."
"Oh, I was not aware...but I never am."
"Do you want to know what I felt?"
"Yes, master."
"NOTHING."
"Master..."
"Hahahahah...sorry for shouting. But no, it wasn't quite nothing. Things have changed. There has been...a change in me. A buzzing. All around my body. At all times. I don't feel stable. Nothing feels really. I don't feel part of the universe anymore. I still feel like I'm in the box. I never got out. I'll open my eyes and I'll be in prison again. I feel this at all times. The kill used to feel amazing, but I wasn't like this then. Now the feel of the kill and the buzzing feeling cancel each other out. So yes, I do still feel something after the kill: a slight decrease in the buzzing. For a few minutes. But then it comes back again. It always comes back..."
"Will you kill me now that I know this?"
"I tried killing you to see if it would make me feel anything. It was just like a thing that was happening. Intellectually I was aware of it, but it still did not feel really. Pleausrable chemicals were released into my brain, but they were soaked up by the buzzing. I killed more and more but I still couldn't feel it...but it helped me get to sleep. But that was another timeline. You live in this one. Begone. I am thinking about how I will go about ending the universe."
"Yes, master."
Ending the universe? The slave wondered if he had heard right...
When he had first came back he'd killed several of them for fun. It had been unpleasant. Those who had lived had wondered what they'd waited for, if he could throw them away so easily. Still he was the master and had to be obyed. He'd brought them to the blood puppies and they had killed again.
And finally they had felt alive. They were doing what they were born to do, finally, millions of years after they had last done it. It felt right. It felt orgasmic.
And yet the Time Demon did not seem to feel the same way. He spent a lot of time just lying around, sleeping. Or in a despair. The leader of the time slaves, named as such by the Time Demon because he had killed the most puppies, went to speak to him.
"Master, forgive me if I am speaking out of turn..."
"What do you want."
"We can't help but notice that you are not enjoying the slaughter as much as you used to."
"You still remember me in the old days, don't you?"
"Yes. You loved the kill. Like nothing else. Even though you would have use mortally wound your foes, you would always land the killing blow yourself. You once told me that you'd never been able to have sex again after the first time you killed something, because no feeling could compare to that of taking a life."
"Yes, I remember saying that. I have the memory. I just wish I could remember how it felt..."
"There are still some crippled puppies alive, you could kill them, see if you feel anything..."
"I already tried then rewound time."
"Oh, I was not aware...but I never am."
"Do you want to know what I felt?"
"Yes, master."
"NOTHING."
"Master..."
"Hahahahah...sorry for shouting. But no, it wasn't quite nothing. Things have changed. There has been...a change in me. A buzzing. All around my body. At all times. I don't feel stable. Nothing feels really. I don't feel part of the universe anymore. I still feel like I'm in the box. I never got out. I'll open my eyes and I'll be in prison again. I feel this at all times. The kill used to feel amazing, but I wasn't like this then. Now the feel of the kill and the buzzing feeling cancel each other out. So yes, I do still feel something after the kill: a slight decrease in the buzzing. For a few minutes. But then it comes back again. It always comes back..."
"Will you kill me now that I know this?"
"I tried killing you to see if it would make me feel anything. It was just like a thing that was happening. Intellectually I was aware of it, but it still did not feel really. Pleausrable chemicals were released into my brain, but they were soaked up by the buzzing. I killed more and more but I still couldn't feel it...but it helped me get to sleep. But that was another timeline. You live in this one. Begone. I am thinking about how I will go about ending the universe."
"Yes, master."
Ending the universe? The slave wondered if he had heard right...