Prologue: I am...

A.N.: I have a Christmas/New Year gift to you all... My new story.

I will post here before going public.

Enjoy

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00/00/00

00:05:03

Almost there... Finally...

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00:05:00

Only five minutes more and I will discover what is this about... 

I have had this Countdown for as long as I remember. Well, it was not always a Countdown... Before was simply a white and shiny blue spot in my field of vision that oscillated every second.

I never thought much about it, I always thought that everyone had it. Well, I was wrong. Not everyone has a white shiny wisp floating in their vision. I remember talking about it with my parents, but after an unwilling drive to the ophthalmologist, the doctor said that I had no issues. Except for the need to use glasses, even though with only 0.25 in each eye. But that was unrelated to the floating white thing in my vision.

After that, my parents said that was inventing things for attention and I never touched the subject again, with them at least.

Later I discovered that I could move the white wisp. I can put it on the edge of my vision with a thought(I practiced with it), I thought that was some kind of superpower. I tried putting the light above other people's bodies and objects... Nothing happened. It’s simply a useless thing impairing my vision.

Well, till I look at it more attentively... Then I noticed... It was pulsating. Like a heart beating. Every second. My eyes focused on the light with terrible intensity... I wished to discover its secrets... I was a curious 9-year-old. A stubborn one that stared at this light for 2 hours.

I wished to understand it, to be capable of knowing what it means... I was frustrated, then I gave up and groaned tired, wishing that was easy to understand instead. 

And suddenly it is...

I took my eyes for a second from the light and then it morphs into something else. It becomes a Countdown clock.

I will never forget. The first line that now is filled with zeros had a “05/08/12”. Only in the next day when the 12 became an 11, I understood that was a Countdown of years, months, and days respectively. Beneath it is the countdown of hours, minutes and seconds.

But that's all it did. It showed me that it was a Countdown to something. It gave me no clue about what is the “something”.

I can make it become a blurry light again, but this way is easier to understand. If I had to guess, I think that it adapted to my human mind in accordance with my wishes.

I, for real, think is alien. I’m not even kidding.

If I turn it in a blurry light again and watch very closely, sometimes is possible to see some weird symbols and shapes floating in the blurry light. It’s like the whole light is made of these symbols compacted in a way that is impossible to tell them apart. Like the human mind can’t comprehend it completely, I even got a migraine from staring at it for too long. I tried separating them too, but nothing worked.

It also didn’t took long for me to figure out that the Countdown would end when I became 16 years old. It is very precise, and if is not, is close enough to be irrelevant.

I know that was born more or less at 20h and something, and right now is 20:11.

Ah yes, today is my birthday. And here I am, alone in my room while my whole family is out without me. Let’s say that I don’t have a good relationship with them.

In truth, I think I don’t have a good relationship with anyone beyond my aunt and her husband, and some online friends... I kinda committed social suicide in the first year of Middle School when I talked about this Countdown.

Ugh, I cringe every time I remember it. I was so passionate saying how I have this thing that(probably) allows aliens to track me down and that they will kidnap me when I turn 16.

Ughhhhh~

Life sucks, and if was not for my curiosity and desire to closure to know what this Countdown means, maybe I would have killed myself. For real.

That and games, animes, mangas, and other fun things. It was my only companion and solace in this shitty life.

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00:01:01

One minute... I release a huge breath that I didn’t notice that I was holding.

I’m nervous... It’s finally gonna happen, right?

I’m not crazy. I’m not crazy!!

Something will happen! I’m sure of it!!

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00:00:32

Huff Huuf

I stand up and hold the kitchen knife I grabbed earlier.

C’mon aliens, demons or whatever. I will at least hurt you a little!

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00:00:14

Or kill myself...

If aliens come here to abduct me, I will kill myself. Slit my wrist and be done with it... No one will put anything in my anus!

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00:00:07

Haah Haah Haah

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00:00:03

I’m trembling... I’m trembling...

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00:00:02

I’m afraid... I thought that I was ready, and here I am... almost passing out before even this thing reached zero. Maybe this Countdown is my lifespan... that’s it. I will die!  

Fuck this worthless life! I accomplished nothing!

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00:00:01

Why do I need to go through this alone? 

No one believed me... All alone!

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00:00:00

Fuck it!! Come!!!

Ding Ziiiiiiiiiiiiiing*

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What... What happened?

I blink, feeling groggy and dizzy... I’m on the ground... Did I fall? Ugh... I almost fell over the knife.

I sit down while pushing the knife away, that was dangerous close to my neck, anyway...

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!!!!

Oh my god! So that what was this about????

The information went straight to my brain, that’s why I fainted... That and the “download”, or activation if you want to call it, of my power.

Yes, a power! The dream power of every weeb like me!

00:04:03

Oh shit! I have only 4 minutes to take my things!!

I stand up fast and dismiss the screens beside the new Countdown, on the screens the same information that was went straight to my brain. But on the screen, the information is more clear and easy to understand. Who would know that having information shoved on your head would make it confusing, right?

It’s like trying to read an entire page with a look.

Anyway, I run around my room to take my things. If I’m not crazy and this is not a dream, I have less than 4 minutes to take everything I want to take with me to my first “jump” to another world.

Yes, I can travel through dimensions now!

That’s my power. It was slumbering in me my whole life, charging or whatever... I was not wrong! I’m special! Fuck everyone that made fun of me!!

Apparently I can travel through all of the Omniverse. To all sorts of dimensions that I can’t even imagine and even the ones that I can, not only imagine but also remember from the many works of fiction.

The information is still giving me a headache, but I remember something like: “Infinity is real, everything is real”, “formed by the collective thoughts” and “relative projection of realities”. It all appeared in my head.

I think I understand what this shit means, but not entirely.

Basically, beyond the infinity number of dimensions with ridiculous things like “everything is made of bubblegum”, fiction is also reality somewhere there.

Oh yeah, if I don’t select the world I will be transported randomly... This I can’t let happen. What if I ended up in a fucked up place?

With a thought, a screen opens in my field of vision. It looks like a Search engine... The form of my power is like this because of me. It’s this “computer-like” thing because is the thing I’m more familiar with navigating through.

If I want, it can be something that I can control solely by my will or even a book, or whatever. It was like the white spot in my vision from before.

I stop for some seconds, thinking about where to go, before biting the bullet and typing the name of a certain movie... Heh, so it’s really there.

There are other options, but I go to the conventional “Start” and leave the screen hanging there. I just need to make my jump before the Countdown ends. Like that, I will not be sent to Warhammer or something.

And this is the price of this power... I’m leaving my own world forever!

Forever... To never return...

Pfft... Good riddance. Heh~ I can only laugh. This is not a hard decision to make at all.

I think I finally got everything. Laptop... Smartphone... Clothes... Wallet... Oh yes, Money!

I shot out of my room and ran to my parents' bedroom.

I kicked the door, It was open but whatever, and entered without ceremony.

“It should be... Abel’s birthday...” I mutter to myself while putting the password on my parents' hidden safe.

I only shake my head when I hear the click and the thing opening. 

“As expected...The Golden Child.” I roll my eyes before taking money, some jewels, and a watch. Ignoring the documents, they will not matter anymore.

I even went to my mother's drawers to take more of her jewels.

So... Do I look like an asshole? From an outside perspective and without context... Yes.

But I don’t feel guilty.

I think I have time to explain everything while I gather my things.

I said my family sucks... Well, it’s the understatement of the century.

No, they’re not poor. No, my Father is not an alcoholic. No, there’s no sexual abuse or anything heavy involved... But...

It sucks... Argh... Maybe it sounds like I’m whining. I know some people have way worse, but my life sucks.

There are five people in my family. My two parents, my two siblings, and myself. My parents are relatively well off. They can afford a lot of things, I never went hungry or anything. Till this moment my life is good... But wait...

It’s starting to get bad now.

I’m the middle child.

My older brother is a miracle baby... Yeah, typical Reddit story of neglect for the Golden Child. I relate a lot with those stories, before I couldn’t wait to become 18 and live on my own, but now I have a better option.

My parents tried to have a child for a long time and then they finally had my brother, and he almost didn’t make it. It was complicated, I was told.

Then, a year later they have me... Let’s say that they’re not as excited about having me... Maybe they used all their excitement on my brother.

So yeah, I’ve been neglected my whole life. I don’t remember the last time I gained something new, that not went through my brother first. I think only my glasses... Because he didn’t need to use them. But I remember him bullying me because of it. My parents did nothing.

Even on my birthdays, he also received gifts... yeah, and better than mine.

They basically gave him new things on MY birthday, and I received his old things.

They never went to anything related to me in school... Never went to the places that I wanted to go...

My brother very earlier discovered that he had that power and abused it.

Child neglect at its finest.

And to make things worse... Five years after I was born, they had another child.

But this time a girl...

Yeah. I am the middle child between an older brother and a little sister. An older brother who already did everything I could do so I will never impress my parents. And a little sister that is the princess of the house.

Sometimes I think they forgot I exist... Unless is to do some chores. 

I hate them... I hate all of them...

They are hypocrites. They always take my siblings' side, even if they are wrong. My siblings are spoiled bastards too... Fuck them. I only like my aunt and her husband, I wish I was their son.

Even now... It’s my birthday! But they went to watch my brother play football. They didn’t take me so that I didn’t make a scene and steal the special moment of my brother.

If I was burning in front of them, they would not even piss on me to extinguish the flames.

I go back to my room and put the money and the other things in the smaller backpack, together with my old smartphone and old laptop. I can’t forget the chargers too. And also other useful things that I have lying around here like a flashlight, a Swiss army knife, a toolbox, my skateboard ,and other things

Less than one minute...

I start changing into different clothes, wearing a hoodie and other things just to be able to carry more things.

I contemplate going to my brother’s room and destroying his gaming PC. He has a gaming PC, not me. And he barely plays with it.

I sigh and finally grab other things that I don’t have time to put on the bags.

I focus on the screen.

00:00:03

Without hesitation, I click on the button.

It is the time of truth. If I’m hallucinating even at this moment, I’m cooked... I will need to put everything back in place.

But... White covers my vision and I’m suddenly in another place...

It’s... It’s day now... A cold morning. It was night before...

I can see the dew on the grass and plants beside me. I’m in a grass field, close to an abandoned factory or warehouse... 

I look around in bewilderment... I pinch myself... I take out my smartphone to see the time that does not match the gray sky... 

Heh~ Hehehe~ It’s real!

“HahahahahahahahaHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!!!!” I laugh at everything I have. There’s no one to see me anyway. I can act cringe all I want!

I’m in another world... It’s similar to mine, but it’s okay. I can’t suddenly jump to Star Wars without making preparations.

I have powers... I have powers!!! It’s nothing impressive! I’m not an OP Character(yet) but I have powers... 

And most importantly... With this power... I’m... I’m...

“I’M FREE! AHAHAHAHAHA” I open my arms to the sky, the infinity is the limit “IT’S GONNA BE GREAT!! NOTHING CAN HOLD BACK HECTOR ANYMORE!!!”

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A.N.: Hello there.

Exactly... Are you curious about the "Original Hector"?

Wait, is this the original Hector, the one that gave Marvel Hector the Essence? Who knows~

Fair Warning:

The premise of this story is to be very slow... The literal male fantasy of loneliness in the vastness of the Omniverse.

You will see Hector taking things on his own instead of gaining it through the Gacha.

And remember this Hector does not have any bonds or good influence so... Expect a more evil him. Well, more like True Neutral instead of the Chatic Good he is in the Marvel Fanfic

I hope you enjoy~