Every one of my senses was going haywire; in my eyes I saw a myriad of colours many of which didn't have names to describe them, in my ears a sound like static but so high pitched it threatened to make me go mad, and so low pitch it sent my mind into a lull both at the same time, my entire body was burning felt everything possible to be felt in that one very moment and yet I still felt more.
Not just these senses, all of them were giving me complete nonsense.
My sense of balance told me I should rotate into another dimension to stay balanced.
My sense for where my body was told me I was everything to have ever existed in the universe.
My sense of time told me I had never existed.
My mind could hardly be described as one, it was a soup of nonsense. Each flash of thought was left incomplete and came from nothing.
I couldn't tell how long it had been. Painfully slowly my eyes began to show shapes in the nonsense. My ears began to hear a consistent high pitch tone in the madness.
My body felt like it was burning, I could feel my own blood pulsing more than the ground I was pressed against.
'What's my name?' I tried to think. I was trying to see just how bad the damage to my brain was.
"higabanshng." Escaped my lips. I hadn't meant to speak at all.
If I had the ability to feel in this moment I would have felt pure utter horror and dread but right now emotions were a mystical power I didn't have.
I was slowly pulling myself together more and more though. My eyes were able to see properly again but I was unable to understand any of the information it gave me, same went for my hearing. It all felt like it echoed inside my head but no meaning was attached to any of it, and no understanding gleamed from it.
I was trying to stand up before my brain could even fully understand what was happening. My face felt numb, one side of it was giving off a feeling like pins and needles only I could individually feel each blood vessel fill with blood while opening and closing.
I felt warm, I wondered if I had been sweating. If I had pissed myself.
I reached down to feel towards my trousers. I didn't have any trousers on but it did feel wet. Curious, I raised my hand and looked at it.
'What colour is that again?'
I felt like the colour I saw meant something dangerous but I couldn't remember quite why. In that moment I wondered more about what the name of the colour I was seeing though, not at all caring about the danger that nagged in the back of my mind.
I was in the air again, I recognised this as falling but I didn't understand why I was feeling this way.
I wasn't quite sure how long I was falling for, It felt like an eternity but I hit the ground before I knew it.
"Met nagm ap low"
I meant to say 'my name is Apollo.' But I was confused, and didn't understand why I randomly tried to say something like that.
'Oh right I was asked what my name was.' Then I remember. 'Wait no I asked myself what my name was.'
I laughed at which stupid idiot didn't know their own name but then realised I was that idiot.
One second after another my mind was slowly piecing itself together. My brain damage was severe.
I suddenly tried to remember things from different part of my life;
My childhood dog's name was Rachel.
I scored top of my class in Highschool scoring an average A*.
My first job was as a librarian.
My memory was intact it seemed, and I was beginning to become lucid enough to gain control over my thoughts again.
"What happened?"
I didn't mean to speak this time either but while my speech was definitely very slurred it was now intelligible.
I tried to remember what just happened. I had been attacked by something and I was falling. The feeling that those two things had happened was just about all I could remember.
I tried sitting up. It wasn't hard exactly, I just struggled to get myself to focus. My body felt distant, trying to move felt like giving vague instructions to my body rather than actually moving it like how I remembered.
After I had sat up I put my hands over my eyes and started taking deep breaths. Over and over I focused on breathing in and out in a distinct rhythm. The sound of my heart nearly drowned out all other sounds however.
I could feel each beat of my heart clearly, I could feel the wave of blood pass through my body and I could hear it so deeply in my ear it sounded like it was all around me.
I sat there for a very long time, trying to recover the pieces of my shattered mind.
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I hadn't realised I passed out. I stood up from the incredibly uncomfortable position I was in.
My head was once again clear, I remembered what happened much more clearly. It seemed like my immortality was much more powerful than I thought previously.
I looked around to see a horrifying amount of blood. I saw what I assumed was previously the beast's body but it was completely unrecognisable. More of a chunky puddle of blood with some bones thrown around the place than anything resembling a corpse.
I was kind of sad I wasn't able to find out what the creature actually looked like. During the fight I really wanted to see what it looked like. Not only because it would give me a better advantage but also because this didn't seem like one of the demons, it was clearly an animal from another world, at least in my mind. demons had a certain finesse with mana which this creature didn't but mostly it came down to a quality of intellect which this thing lacked.
I couldn't quite describe what this quality was though.
The creature's body and blood weren't the only thing I saw however. I was standing right in the middle of heaps of blood and body parts. It looked like a grenade had gone off but instead of shrapnel it was countless body parts.
Countless shattered bones, shredded organs and torn skin dotted the area surrounding me. I saw pieces of my brain too.
'How do I still have my memories if the parts that should have stored them are scattered in a circle around me?'
My immortality only became more and more fascinating the more I learned about it. I knew it had to have insane regeneration from my experience alone but I didn't realise it was so powerful it could completely repair a brain to its previous state.
I wondered what the actual limit was on the regeneration. Clearly It was able to heal me from a completely unrecognisable state to from what I could tell was a perfectly healthy state.
I walked around for a little bit trying to get my bearings, the fog here was quite thick but I was still able to see a good distance around me.
Walking up to a tree I noted how wet it seemed, when I approached I realised that it was dripping wet with little droplets of water constantly making its way down the tree.
The wind seemed quite strong here too but weirdly enough I didn't see a waterfall like I would expect to be below where we had dropped. It didn't take long after that for it to click into place in my mind.
'I'm under the waterfall, the waterfall is so high and the air so thick that the water turns from a waterfall into rain and then the rain turns to fog before it reaches the ground.'
I also knew that meant the wind would be coming from the rock face. The waterfall brings air down alongside it but at the bottom the air has nowhere to go but away from the wall. So that means that If I walk directly towards the wind I would eventually find the wall.
All that meant was that I had found my bearings and knew roughly where I was facing. I decided to go up towards the rock face.
It didn't take all that long to get there which was to be expected and when I had finally arrived I looked straight up. I didn't see anything naturally, it was still too foggy.
I hated the fact I knew exactly what my next choice should be. I needed to get my clothes and equipment so that only meant one possibility.
'I'm going to have to climb up this.' I stated as a matter of fact. 'I really hate my life.'