cryalgar

[cryalgar]

My r/writingprompts response to:

[WP] There's suddenly a tear in the fabric of reality. A hand stretches through and gives your kitty a pat on the head, then retreats through the hole again. The tear closes. The cat realizes you saw everything.

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In a quaint little apartment nestled on the top floor of an old building, Mia lived happily with her beloved cat, Whiskers. Each day, they reveled in the simple joys of life, and Mia found solace in Whiskers’ comforting presence.

One afternoon, as the sun bathed the room in warm hues, a peculiar event unfolded. Without warning, a shimmering tear appeared in the air, like a rip in the fabric of reality itself. Through the opening, a mysterious hand reached in, its touch gentle as it patted Whiskers’ head with tender affection.

Startled, Mia watched in awe as the hand withdrew and the tear sealed shut, as if nothing had happened. Whiskers, her usually composed feline friend, was equally bewildered, gazing at Mia with wide, knowing eyes.

Whiskers gaze broke, along with his normal feline silence.

“I guess the jig is up then.” He mewed casually while closing his eyes and licking his paw to wash his face.

Mia’s face shifted from awe to shock. Whiskers spoke! Mia stuttered out the questions forming in her head to her feline friend.

“What was..how do..floating hand…talk?” Her thoughts had obviously collided during exit.

The fluffy kitty took his time to acknowledge Mia, continuing his grooming. He throughly licked his paw and vigorously washed his face. When he was finished he tossed his head side to side, seemingly showing off to the sidelined Mia, how wonderfully his mane flowed.

“I didn’t mean for you two to meet yet, but I guess I’ll have to introduce you sooner or later.” Whiskers side eyed her with what was supposed to be a gentle grin, but coming from a cat made it look mischievous.

“Huh..!?” is all that Mia could say.

Whiskers turned to where the tear in reality first opened, reached out, stuck out a single claw, & opened it once more like you would a simple zipper. The feline nimbly jumped into the opening in space with no hesitation, leaving a confused & hesitating Mia. After a moment’s pause, a paw pops out and waves to Mia to come along. The girl seems glued down, but a sudden vacuum like force jolts her straight through the tear in space!

As Mia tumbled through the tear in space, her senses were engulfed in a whirlwind of colors and sensations. When she finally landed on the other side, she found herself in a realm both familiar & strange- a giant pastel colored version of someone’s apartment. Everything was larger than life, but the soft hues of pastel pink, blue, and mint adorned every surface, creating an ethereal and dreamlike ambiance. Whiskers sat gracefully nearby, his fluffy mane now even more resplendent against the enchanting backdrop. As Mia took in the magical sight, she couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and belonging in this extraordinary world.

“What is all this!?” Mia exclaimed.

Whiskers turned to Mia and explained,

“You know how in some neighborhoods, there’s cats who wander around and hangs out in different homes? Well, I’m that. I just hang out in much larger neighborhoods.”

“This isn’t a different neighborhood Whiskers! This is a whole different world!” Mia yelled, her voice echoing into the enormous surroundings around them.

As her voice trailed off, a loud crinkle was heard by Mia. She turned her head to see a giant bipedal creature shuffling on a pastel leather couch to look their way. The creatures mouth was a simple frowning line and it’s eyes were simple black dots. When their gazes connected, the creatures smile turned upward and it raised a hand in greetings,

“Oh, you brought a friend Mittens? Sup?”

Mia stared daggers into Whiskers and whispered/yelled,

“Mittens!?”

[cryalgar]

My r/writingprompts response to:

[WP] You thought your self as a normal person living a normal life. That was until your house was destroyed during a fight between a superhero and a supervillain. The look of terror in their eyes when they saw you changed that notion.

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Alex went about their usual routine, sipping coffee while glancing at the morning news. Unbeknownst to them, a hero, Omni-Blaze, and his bitter rival, Dr. Hex, were entangled in a fierce battle nearby. From the safety of his living room, Alex observed the awe-inspiring display of powers clashing in the sky, unaware that their fight was inching ever closer to his abode.

As the battle escalated, Omni-Blaze and Dr. Hex's forces collided with unimaginable intensity. With bated breath, Alex watched on the television, witnessing the dazzling spectacle of heroism and villainy. But as fate would have it, the climax of the battle took an unexpected turn, and a powerful surge of energy sent the hero and villain crashing through Alex's living room window.

The duo of supers quickly picked themselves up from the debris to once more charge towards one another, but their concentration broke with the clanking sound of Alex dropping his coffee mug onto the floor. In that tense moment, Omni-Blaze and Dr. Hex found themselves face-to-face with Alex, whose eyes widened with shock and disbelief. The room seemed to freeze in time as a charged atmosphere enveloped them. Omni-Blaze's fiery aura started to wane, while Dr. Hex's dark aura exuded less malevolence than usual. Both hero and villain were momentarily taken aback by the sight of the ordinary person standing amidst their chaos, seemingly unaffected by the carnage they had just wrought.

As seconds stretched into eternity, the hero and villain exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of surprise, comprehension, and wariness. The silence in the room was deafening, broken only by the crackling embers and the smoky aftermath of the battle. Alex started to feel awkward. Not because two supers became aware of him, but because they were staring at him in silence. He felt like it was somehow his fault they were being weird, even though they were the ones who crashed into his home.

Omni-Blaze was the first to break the silence with the clearing of his throat. Dr.Hex’s head twisted towards Omni-Blaze and hissed quietly,

“What the hell, Blaze!? Do you want to get us killed?”

“Wait, this really the guy? THAT guy? Was trying to place him this whole time since he looked like “you-know-who”, but it’s really him?” Blaze quickly whispered out of the side of his mouth. Dr.Hex met Blaze’s eyes and slowly nodded while sweat dripped down his forehead. They both slowly looked back to Alex with worry visible on their faces.

As the silence lingered, Alex's bewilderment began to wane, but his curiosity heightened. Amid his curiosity, deep in his memory stirred fleeting dreams, a glimpse of something larger and inexplicable. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to his existence than the life he’s always known, but the déjá vu dissipated as quickly as it came.

With a deep sigh, Alex gathered his composure and met the eyes of the two supers. "Are you both alright?" he asked, concern lacing his voice as he surveyed the aftermath of the clash.

Omni-Blaze and Dr. Hex exchanged glances, their expressions now a mix of relief and apprehension. They had fought countless battles, but this encounter with the one being they knew to avoid at all costs had shaken them to their core. They exchanged unspoken glances, each wondering if the other had sensed what they did.

As the tension dissipated, they both smiled awkwardly at Alex, trying to regain their composure. "We're... we're fine," Omni-Blaze replied, his voice tinged with a hint of uncertainty as he looked towards Hex to confirm that they are indeed fine.

"Apologies for the abrupt entrance," Dr. Hex added, his usual air of arrogance momentarily subdued. "We didn't mean to cause you any harm."

Alex nodded, still unsure of what to make of the situation. He couldn't help but feel that there was something unusual about this encounter, something that lay just beyond his grasp. Then he quickly dismissed those thoughts. He casually raised his tentacle to wave off their worries,

“No harm done, love watching you guys fight! Im sure my insuran-“, Alex had finally noticed that his hand was now a tentacle, “-ce…uhh…huh?”

The faces of the two supers twisted into extreme fear as they both rushed towards Alex, arms outstretched to try and stop whatever was happening. It was too late though. Alex’s memories started to return to him and the world around him fell away.

“I remember now. I’m more than Alex.” spoke the being named Az’gathul, the first words he had spoken in eons while floating along through the oldest depths of space.