Finding out

"Now, I know I have not written in a while so its sorta weird writing now about all that has happened, only now I realize that I want people to remember and know me. Only now I see the situation clearly. It was not meant to be, I was not supposed to be. I wish I had known sooner. I don't want to suffer from this alone. I want the world to suffer with me. I hope they all die for what they've done to me."

Whenever I read this book, uhh, I feel the same. As if I have not changed at all that I am going to keep relating to this protagonist no matter how much I grow. This is not something I am proud of. And thinking to myself, thinking of myself is all I do. I am never there for when people need me. Is this all in vain? Obviously, it has to be. In this infinite world, we are all infinitesimally insignificant. That is the thought that keeps me going. I do nothing and I will do nothing of significance because its all useless, it can never be significant in the true sense. All we can see is the human perspective and its getting us nowhere. There's theories of quantum immortality and I don't need to be anything to have my purpose fulfilled in another universe by another me who is not entirely myself. Anyways, I need to get some sugar in the system. 

With the constant narration of her own thoughts, Mruna gets up. Coat put on, shoelaces tied, hair in a tie, glance in the mirror, ready to go. The nearest supermarket is a kilometer away, a swift brisk walk. It has been three weeks since she has been outside, pretty weird isn't it? Mruna is a person who has given up on all life has to offer, or so she might believe. The backstory in itself will not seem like a lot. You can call Mruna a sensitive person and one who is probably gone beyond the sane limits. 

At the mart, collecting her usual assortment of chocolates and drinks, Mruna is met with a strange stare. The person from the other isle is looking over and its definitely strange. In the afternoon, no one else is nearby. Maybe they wanted this last piece of chocolate, but there's plenty of it, not ending sooner than next week. Not that she can hide it but she tries to be nonchalant nonetheless. 

The person, a girl with big brown eyes which seem to be the part about her that draws Mruna in, is approaching now. 

"Do you live over at Cecilia Hills? I'm sure I have seen you around. Oh and my name is Shikha. Sorry I actually thought to introduce myself earlier but I eat up words as I start talking." The girl is sounding genuinely excited.

Why? Is it that fun to-

"No, wrong number." Mruna starts turning around to leave with not another word coming out of her sugar deficient body.

She doesn't look back, not even the least bit curious about the stranger's expression. That is who we are dealing with. A girl in her 20s who is not going to talk to another even if it warrants death.

Walking back the way she came, Mruna is lost humming along to the playlist she regularly puts on. No care whatsoever, nothing fazes her and she is lost in her own world. Its pretty impossible to read her mind, like all others.

I wish I had waited a bit before running away like that. Those eyes were so beautiful, I can't remove that image from my brain's homepage, her doe-like beautiful gaze, oh god. Now I have an encounter to analyze till the weekend. Oh. Today is Saturday. I could've offered her some chocolate after that no. Why do I miss these chances? Would we have become good friends? No, she seemed fashionable and bright, I am totally the opposite. I can never be friends with a person like that. I should just go play some Yuoluo and complete new commissions for today. Maybe then I will feel like I did something today, the achievements would make it seem like a worthwhile day. 

As she approaches the front door, opens and enters, her brother is out in the living room and shouting over the loud music, lets her know that their parents will be visiting tonight. might stay around till Monday. But does she care? No. Mruna is not one to care for someone, not even her own family. The kind of person that you'd call cold is Mruna. Freezing cold, in fact. 

Yuoluo commissions, no, she didn't do those. She completed some newly posted challenges in the game instead. Not that she's great at this game, she just knows her way around. Our little traveler is really excited the time of day she gets to indulge in it, which is mostly for 10 hours in every 24 hours.

"Mruna! Mruna! Open the door!" As usual, her mother is shouting, knocking, getting Mruna to come spend some time with the family.

Mruna opens the door and her mother is in a pretty sweet mood today. Hugs Mruna and says some sweet greetings that cannot warm up our cold princess. They proceed to go downstairs. Dinner is already set up and Mruna sits in the living room which has a dining table but no one uses it. She sits on the sofa with others who have some history channel on the TV. Everyone is speaking and catching up and all sweet harmless conversation. Mruna is silent, if not for a few one word remarks here and there. Talks about work and college and life, all sorts of advice they want to give their daughter in hopes she would fix her own life. That's when a storm of words hits them all, worse than them all, it hits humanity as a whole, the insignificant existence on this planet of theirs is hit by the storm the words prophesize.

Breaking news, its flashing on the screen.

We, The Earth is going to be hit by a huge asteroid September, 2125. All life is to be wept off our planet by a rock the size of The Moon. Humanity is over. 

No one is on the screen reading this, the host ran away as soon as they got the news. This is chaos like never seen before.