January 22nd, 1990. That was the day I caught the only person I’d ever loved eating the brains out of a dude’s head like a soft-boiled egg. How could I love someone whose entire purpose in this world was to kill humans and eat their brain? She was what people referred to as a demon, though she preferred to call herself a “higher dimensional being”.
See, humans are one of the few fourth dimensional beings that are capable of complex cognition. Our intelligence and memories are valuable to higher dimensional beings because they are a source of knowledge from a perspective they can never take. The quickest access to this knowledge is simply to consume it at the source.
When I walked in on Silene I let out a horrified gasp. “What the fuck is going on here?”. She looked up from her meal with a sardonic smile. Blood and viscera coated her face. She looked like me after a couple drinks on on wing night. “Just let me finish babe”. I stared at her incredulously. “Are you fucki-BLARFGHH”. My lunch spewed out my mouth, rendering me unable to talk for a couple minutes.
As I got done puking, Silene had finished hollowing out the poor guy’s skull. The corpse started to disappear and reappear. After a few seconds, it phased completely out of existence. Not only the corpse but also every speck of blood and viscera that the bedroom was coated with.
“What’s going on?? Who was that!?”. “It’s no one. Not anymore.” Silene responded calmly. She begin to walk towards and around me, blocking the door. She grabbed my crotch aggressively. “Silene, please tell me what’s going on. I’m not in the mood.” “Shut up for a minute. I need to show you something.” She shoved me onto the bed and begin to strip.
I’d been with Silene since middle school (I was 25 in 1990), but I’d never seen her vagina. I didn’t mind though. I loved her that much. Horror and arousal enveloped my mind. I watched as she removed her bra, and finally her panties. Her pussy was normal, but directly above it sat a shining red gem resting inside a small divot in her skin.
She grabbed my hand and layed it atop the gem. It was warm, and vibrated with energy. Everything around me turned pitch black, and then exploded with complex color and patterns. I felt like I wasn’t anywhere or anytime. I was everything and nothing at the same time. I pulled my hand away and I was back in Connecticut 1990. “This body is only a vessel. The limiter gem is me, or at least the only me you can comprehend. If you ever disapprove of me all you need to do is pull the gem out and you’ll never see me again.”
“I don’t understand, why are you telling me this? Can’t you just tell me what’s going on?.” Silene kissed me hard, as if to shut me up. “In due time babe. I just want you to know you’re safe. I would never hurt you.” She started to undo my belt. “Wait, but why me??”. I protested.
“Because you’re special, babe. You’re timeline-locked. That’s why we never go out to the same place twice. That’s why I don’t want to ever meet your family or friends. That’s why your neighbors are always surprised to see me. Do you remember the day we met, and I couldn’t believe that you remembered me? Everyone else I interact with gets shifted to a different timeline where I don’t exist. Everyone but you.”
We stayed together until a year later, when I finally had the courage to admit she couldn’t be allowed to exist any longer, no matter how much I loved her. It wasn’t that she was evil. Our morals were simply meaningless to her. I could never change her. She existed in this timeline for no other reason except to consume what made us human. If we stayed together any longer, it was I who would change.
And so one night, as she pushed my head down towards her vagina, I stopped just short. I gripped her limiter gem with my teeth and pulled. It came out easily- too easily. I pulled back, spat the gem into my palm, and looked up at Silene. I looked into her eyes. There was nothing there. She slumped back and phased out of existence exactly the way I’d seen her victim disappear. The world became black, I was transported once again into her realm but this time I wasn’t alone. I heard Silene’s voice echoing.
“Thank you so much, for everything”, she said. “Wait, you aren’t upset?”. “Of course I’m not. I let you walk in on me feeding in the first place because I couldn’t bear lying to you anymore. I knew you would kill this body today. You were worth it. You gave me what no other human ever could.”
After Silene was gone, I didn’t know what to do with my life. Loving and understanding her required every fibre of my being. She gave me meaning. The fact that higher dimensional beings lived among us haunted me. No one could do anything about them but me. I decided that I needed to eradicate them even just for my own piece of mind. The day could come when someone I cared about would disappear and no one would remember they even existed but me.
I bought a gun and started to hang around public places. I’d talk to someone, leave for a few minutes, and then talk to them again. I was looking for surprise upon realizing I remembered who they were. I’d been doing this for months. People must have thought I was crazy, and I began to wonder if I was myself. But I pressed on.
At last the day came. I had introduced myself to an ordinary looking man eating alone at a counter-serve diner. I got up to get some grub, then sat back down at the man’s table. He looked at me quizzically. “So are you gonna get some food Bektic?”. He stood up “Wait, you remember me?”
My heart began to race. “I’m timeline locked.” Bektic sat back down. “I see.” He cracked a mischievous, all too familiar smile. “So is that a Glock in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”. I realized in that moment, that I had to love him just as deeply as I had loved Seline. Otherwise he’d never let me touch him. As we talked, I had a feeling that it would be much too easy. The hard part would be letting him go.
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