Darkness...
That is the first thing...and the last thing that everyone can remember.
Manggon found himself in a void where he sees nothing but darkness and himself.
Yes, he sees another him standing there, although this version has a red jacket instead of green, the blue shirt also seems to be darker shade of blue, and he also has red pupils and red hair.
"Greeting...me" Another him smirked in a maliciously way.
"Who are you...?" Manggon asked
"I...am what you probably refer as...Inner Demon, however...I am more than just that..."
"What are you talking about?"
"Don't you think...your life is scripted from the beginning? Don't you think...your friends...everyone you see...might not be who you think they are?"
"What are you saying now!?" Manggon snapped, clearly uncomfortable.
"Let me show you...the truth!" Another Manggon laughed maniacally as he snapped his fingers.
The darkness then suddenly shifted, Manggon found himself in a bedroom that's clearly not his, looking outside of the window, and to see a neighborhood that definitely not the one he remembered.
Just then, someone walked into the room, he looked similar to Manggon, maybe identical too.
"Who...?"
"His name is Korakorn...he is supposedly...our creator"
"Creator...!?" Manggon turned to look at Korakorn's ipad once more, and he saw one particular character is being referred as not just a main character, but also a brother, a best friend, a partner, a part of him.
"That's...me!?" Manggon exclaimed.
"So now you see the truth, you and your little family never existed in the first place, you all are just...pathetic and naive fictional characters, created to be just an entertainment for the real people" he spat every words with disgust.
"Join me, I can make the world you live in becomes real...I can help you leave this fake world...I can help you to the enlightenment" He smirked as he extend his hand to Manggon.
Manggon looked at his counterpart, then he gave his answer.
"No"
"What?" His counterpart blinked.
"I said no"
"Why!?" His counterpart seems to be angry.
"Because I can't leave my friends behind"
"Didn't you hear a single word I told you!? They are just a bunch of characters in a story, they never were real, none of you are! I'm offering you a chance to be real, and you're saying you preferred to be fake!?"
"I do want to take your offering, to explore what the real world is...but I just can't abandon my friends or family behind!"
"Such a pathetic creature...maybe I should've killed all of you in that explosion!" Manggon's counterpart snarled as he transform into a demon-looking creature to attack Manggon.
"Perhaps I should show you closed minded people what is the TRUTH and the LIE!!"
The demon is clearly more powerful as he can easily beat the crap out of Manggon.
Suddenly, someone appeared between them both, Manggon saw another counterpart of himself.
But this one seems older, and the hair color of this counterpart is green, along with green pupils that matched the green jacket he wear every day.
"Time to bonk this unholy into holy" Future Manggon took out a small metal rod from his pocket, the rod has a small button on it, which as soon as he pressed the button, the rod suddenly changed into a frying pan...ironically enough, it was the very same frying pan he dubbed as his weapon.
"Impressive, eh?" Future Manggon smirked as he clashed against Demon's claws with his frying pan.
And sure enough, the demon is defeated, but future Manggon made it clear that the demon(or what he referred as Nevertown.exe) would be back to hurt everyone Manggon loved again, sooner or later.
"Nevertown.exe?"
"He did said himself that we are fictional, which includes him too, since he copied our appearances"
"So what...he said is true?" Manggon asked.
"Well, he wasn't entirely wrong. You and I, Bill, Mary, Sophia, Mike...everyone you know and love are fictional characters...but take a look at this" Future Manggon pointed to Korakorn, who was still on his ipad for a bit until he left the room.
"Mom! We are out of milk, so I'm gonna go buy some real quick!" Korakorn shouted to his mother as he presumably left the home.
Manggon watched as how the Nevertown Family continues to live their lives, even though Korakorn did not script the scene that Mike would fell off the vent cover and land directly on sleeping Bill, which he later throw a pillow at the vent-crawling bastard with a tired grunt in his throat.
And sure enough, Korakorn returned with a bottle of milk, he noticed that his characters are positioned in a way that it seems like they're watching Bill wanting to do Clothesline on Mike....even though a moment ago, he was pretty sure he was positioning Mary and Sophia like they were dancing to the BLACKPINK music....not whatever he is seeing right then.
"As you can see...we may be fictional...but we get to make our own story...and maybe that's what makes us real in Korakorn's eyes" Future Manggon smiled little bit as he said that.
"Speaking of which...how are my friends doing right now?"
"They're still in their coma state, pretty much similar to you, and y'all should wake up...any moment now"
"Wait! Am I going to forget this once I wake up?"
"Of course you will, you'll forget every details of your encounter with that demon, including the 4th wall-breaking fact of the reality and the fictional world, however...you will still remember what I'm about to tell you from now"
"Okay...?"
"You see my green hair? And even the green pupils that appeared on my eyes?"
"Yeah?" Manggon raised his eyebrows.
"Once you open your eyes and wake up from the coma, this is how you would look like. Also, you need to control your emotions, your mental state...because Nevertown.exe now resides within you...he's like your inner demon as he said, one moment of unleashing your anger, and everyone you loved are endangered, got it?"
"Alright..." Manggon nodded.
Manggon slowly open his eyes and to find himself in a hospital gown, he tried to recall everything, but the last thing he remembered was the explosion that sent him flying...and he was pretty sure his back had slammed onto a statue of Tung Tung Satur too...which could explain the pain he's feeling right now.
"—your inner demon, one moment of unleashing your anger, and everyone you loved are endangered, got it?"
Suddenly he heard his own voice in his head, and then he remembered meeting his "future" self, if what he said is true...it means he would have a green hair by now.
Manggon went to the bathroom, looking into his own reflection.
His hair indeed had turned green, he also now has green pupils.
"What the hell...!?" He can only hoarsely mumbled under his breath
and as he was wondering of what to do from there...his friends are also opening their eyes, one by one.
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