I can feel it.
And it’s winning.
I can feel the suction around me as the air swirls and tries to buffet me into the black vortex above me. I’m struggling so hard, with all my strength and yet I can’t get out. It’s suffocating me and for the first time in my life, I am remotely afraid.
Perhaps this was what the humans felt like as they died. I don’t sense great terror, only despair and shame that I did not notice the reptilian bastard creep up on me. I also feel regret that I hadn’t listened to #16. That bucket of bolts had more brains than I accounted for.
Even now, as I fight a losing battle against the force that will eventually overcome me and simulate me into Cell’s body, I can feel regret something I’ve never even known the meaning of before.
Is this what it feels like when you die? When you know there’s so much you haven’t done but won’t be able to anymore?
Perhaps it is. This is a new experience for me. I was created to combat and destroy. I was made to conquer.
I never lose.
Then again, who am I to talk?
I suppose I’m inside the tail itself now. I can feel the goo over the exposed parts of my skin. I hate being dirty. I feel like I’m being squished now.
Yuck.
I wonder what Hell is like. I’ve killed to many to go to Heaven and it sounds boring anyway. But Hell sounds like at least a bit of fun. Until I get bored.
I can’t help but grin about the reaction I’d get from a devil. A cyberbiotic being, chased into the depths of the Seventh Pit.
Or will I even die at all completely? Am I to be a part of the supraliminal, just not able to communicate? Only hear and see? Not being able to move my arms or legs at all? I don’t know if I could bear that.
I feel a bit of the pressure let up and suddenly I can see the outside.
I’m looking out of this monster’s eyes. I can see some of the Z fighters. There’s Juuhachigou, ready to kill as always. She looks scared. I’ve never seen her startled before. #16 is over there at the edge of my perception. Cell isn’t paying attention to him. My eyes are focusing on my twin.
I can suddenly hear my voice calling out to Juuhachigou, telling lies about a better and higher plane of purpose. My voice is telling her to come near and become a part of the whole.
Bull shit.
But I can’t do anything. I’m glad to see her rebel against it, but I know it’s only a matter of time before she dies. Before everyone on this godforsaken planet dies.
I already am. I feel my sense of spirit dissolving already. Only a part of my mind is active at the moment and that will be gone too.
I’m going to die.
I can’t see anymore and can’t help but wonder what’s going on. The dissolving isn’t painful. It almost feels natural for crying out loud. I’m not terrified of dying. I’m actually a bit curious.
But that isn’t the point anymore. In a few more minutes I’ll be gone.
Minutes. Minutes have gone by while it’s all felt like an eternity to me.
I’d smile but I don’t know where my face is anymore
At least Juuhachigou and I’ll be together soon. We have the twin’s bond you know; it’s very special. She’s the only family I’ve ever had. I won’t let go.
Then again, the chances are that the Zed team and the damned Saiyajins will use the Dragon Balls and bring us back to life. It’s almost expected. My sister will probably survive. I can already tell there’s something going on between her and that short monk.
Well, what do you know-I’m psychic.
So we’ll come back alive. It’s 98% chance after all.
The last of my sentience is disappearing. I can experience myself slipping away from the world of light.
It doesn’t matter.
Like I said. I never lose.
May God have mercy on our souls.
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