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He couldn’t sleep. Leroy turned to the left side of the bed, then the right, then he tried to cover his eyes with his arm. Nothing. He simply couldn’t sleep.
And the constant flood of memories and information in his brain was making him even more exhausted. He desperately needed to sleep, but his body wasn’t working with him. His brain was giving him alternatives to how he could end up sleeping but nothing worked. In the end, he just gave up and got out of bed.
Leroy walked in circles in his room. Every time he stopped and looked at where his laptop used to be, he felt his body trembling and backed away a few steps, only to repeat the process until he hit the wall.
He simply gave up walking when he fell onto the floor. The only thing that lit up the room was the dull glow of the window. It was already morning, which meant that Leroy passed the whole night trying to sleep but not being successful.
He hated this. Hated everything about this brand new knowledge he received from encountering the King. It has been around two days (exactly two days, five hours, 20 minutes and, just now, 45 seconds) since he gazed at those doors. And he regretted every moment that he passed just to reach that place.
Still on the floor, Leroy turned his head to see himself in the mirror. His old plain black shirt and his usual sleep shorts with a stupid unicorn pattern in it. When did he receive that? His brain suddenly came with the exact moment he bought those shorts. Right, the texture. It was because he found the texture pleasing and knew it would be good to sleep with them.
Paying more attention now to his face, his eyes had deep dark circles around them and his hair was a total mess. It’s not like he took good care of his hair, but the way it was now made him look like he was imprisoned and being tortured… A bit exaggerated, but it was indeed looking terrible.
Then he suddenly remembered, he had work to attend to! Leroy immediately got up, almost falling again on how fast he did that, and searched for his uniform. He works at a McDonald’s close to his house. Not the best work but it paid enough for him to survive life. And sincerely? After everything, surviving was actually very important.
Dressed and tying his hair in a messy bun as quickly as possible, Leroy picked up his cellphone and ran towards the closest bus station he could find.
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Work was definitely something. When Leroy looked at someone, his brain would flood with different conversations that could happen with the person. At the end of the order, he would have known exactly how the person behaved and exactly where they would sit, just by analyzing their behavior in the different conversations.
He simply doesn’t know how he is handling this. Most of the time he received this information, he felt like he was going to pass-out. Sometimes, he would put the order wrong and his brain would immediately correct him before he did it. It was useful but unnecessary. He always put the orders correctly, he wouldn’t be putting it wrong if he wasn’t paying attention to how that woman would’ve answered if he said that there was a fly on top of her head. Actually, the fly appeared after the woman left, so why was that even a topic of conversation?
At the end of the shift, Leroy walked slowly to the exit. He didn’t even talk to his coworkers because, every time he gazed at one of them, he would receive a random memory of them.
Outside, Leroy was deciding on going home by walking. He was interrupted by Kyle, one of his coworkers.
“Hey, Leroy… You’re okay?” - The man asked, and Leroy couldn’t see him clearly because his vision was getting blurry. The sudden appearance of Kyle made Leroy’s brain see one of the man’s memories.
It was Kyle, around seven years old, he was playing with his dog. Nothing abnormal, but as Kyle continued talking, more and more memories came into Leroy’s mind to the point that he just… Fell to the ground.
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Leroy woke up in a hospital room. As he tried to recover what happened, he received Kyle’s memories of bringing him to the hospital. Alright, for the first time, this constant knowledge was useful. It seemed that Kyle brought him to this place the moment he fell on the floor.
Leroy was discharged shortly afterwards. He had to walk back home, and just as he thought why Kyle wasn’t in the hospital when he woke up, he received the memory of what Kyle was doing in this exact moment. He seemed to be with his grandma..? Oh, she looked like she was passing through something… Leroy shook his head, trying to get the vision away. He didn’t want to know about Kyle’s personal life.
While walking, and receiving information when he gazed at any flower that he found or any structure or whatever he gazed at, he suddenly got a vision. It was Avery, walking closer and closer to the golden gates.
Leroy screamed to Avery to stop, but he wasn’t there. It was just a memory of the future, probably. Didn’t he warn him?... Wait, does this mean that Avery had bought his laptop like he knew he would?
Maybe it would’ve been better if Leroy hadn’t sold that laptop. But he simply couldn’t look at it, and even after he sold it, when he looked at the place where it used to be, his body trembled and he walked out of the room or just turned his head.
If just writing that book wasn’t enough, then maybe he would need to meet Avery himself. The idea made him tremble in fear. Leroy was never good with talking with other people, not because he’s shy but just because he never brought himself to actually talk with people in his life. He’s an introvert and even though he talks with his coworkers or other people he meets along the way, he prefers the quiet solitude of his house.
But he can’t let another person be gotten by the King.
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Finding Avery’s house was actually quite easy to find when your brain just sends you the exact location as soon as you wake up.
Leroy knocked on the door and was immediately responded by Avery opening it. He never saw Avery in his visions, just his Minecraft skin, so seeing him was… A surprise, because Leroy imagined Avery to be younger, by the way he acted, but he seemed to be around his 20’s?
“Hello?” - The other man said, looking confused at the way Leroy was staring at him.
“Y-You’re Avery, right?” - He asked, just for confirmation. - “TheMostMayo, if I recall…”
“What? You came because of my channel? There’s like, two videos, bro. Oh, you came because of the weird book I posted? Wait… How do you even know my address?” - Avery kept blabbering words and Leroy didn’t know how he would answer all of them.
And he tried. - “It’s part of it, but last time I checked it had one video… And why I came it’s related to the book; for how I got your address… It’s complicated.”
Avery just looked at Leroy like was some out-world being. Leroy couldn’t blame him, because if he had a guy that he never met in his life knocking on his door and talking about a weird book he found in Minecraft, he wouldn’t trust him as well.
“Look, I know it’s weird but… Please just follow what that book says. Don’t turn left, okay?” - Leroy said, already planning to leave.
But Avery was too curious to let this strange man leave. - “Wait! If you didn’t see the video, how do you know about the book?”
“Because I wrote it.” - Leroy answered, already waiting for a loud “WHAT?!” coming from Avery. A few seconds later, there was the scream.
“Wait, wait… So you’re the owner of the laptop?! W-Wow, that’s…” - Avery started babbling again and Leroy was starting to get overwhelmed. He just wanted to save the guy, not keep talking with him.
But it seemed that they would be kept stuck with each other. After all, both were related to the King in their own ways.
“If you want to know more, I hid somewhere two videos about what I discovered. Just find it and… Don’t talk to me about it.” - Leroy said, eager to end this conversation. Every time Avery said something that triggered his brain to Avery’s fate if Leroy didn’t save him, the vision would repeat, and the knight was getting exhausted.
“Oh, right… Right. I’ll watch it…” - Avery answered, but he didn’t close the door. - “How do you know my address, anyways?”
“You wouldn’t understand but… I just know it.” - It was his answer, before walking away from the slime’s house.
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Back at home, Leroy flopped to the floor. The vision didn’t change. It was always Avery going to the doors and seeing the King. Getting the same fate as him.
Leroy wondered what he had to do to get a different ending for Avery.