Neron's Perfection

This is a oneshot which acts as a companion piece to a game plot I have been developing for a while now.This oneshot precedes the game story.The main character meets his wife to be for the first time.

I don't understand. I just can't figure it out.

Not as if I could ever get much of what was happening around me. Everything has always been fuzzy, distant, as if out of reach...

I could never tell what it was that rendered me so...different. The other boys at school teased me mercilessly about pretty much anything that made me stand out; my appearance, my personality, my way of speaking, my dreams...all they ever did was to burn the latter to the ground, day after day, leaving behind the ashes for me to swallow in my mind and heart.

Later in life, I never got any true friends. They all seemed good and compassionate at first, but then, even that tiny mind of mine easily realized that behind their carefully crafted masks, their true feelings inched much closer to sympathy towards the pathetic being that I was, rather than a true affection about that personality and uniqueness of mine.

In the end, none of them stayed; they came and went, indifferent of what they were leaving behind, all of them elegant and flawless; and so I was left abandoned, hopeless and maimed, my heart cracking a little more after each betrayal.

All this had been starting to feel routine-like after a while, though, and so I always expected the worst in the individuals I met. This way, my inevitable heartbreak at their departure could at least be bearable and not so deep a wound to my already butchered soul.

But then, I met her.

Or, more accurately, she came. She had recently moved into the residence opposite of mine with her critically-ill mother, and at first I was deranged. You see, I never liked big changes, and the appearance of new faces in the shabby neighborhood I lived in was definitely not a welcome addition.

So, when I first spotted her crossing the small concrete road that separated our blocks, delicately open the wooden garden gate of my house, and slowly going up the few stairs that led to my front door, I felt furious, and all I could see was red. How dared she invade my private space?!? I swear, I would had stormed at her without any second thoughts the moment I violently pulled the door open to face her, but then something purely inexplicable happened. Something I had never experienced once in my 32 years of miserable existence.

What I saw when I opened the door left me completely speechless. While living, it is considered a man's greatest goal and wish to witness perfection at least once, even to catch a remote glimpse of it through a dark-stained window, for perfection always shines, even through the darkest and filthiest bowels of hell. To think that many never got a chance to appease such a core need while living and that I was lucky enough to gaze straight into flawlessness herself one cool, cloudy morning of November.

The sun had only recently managed to dodge the thick cloak of graying clouds that was suffocating it and find a tiny hole to shine freely. Its warm light bathed the young woman's features, her milky skin, her rich golden hair, her ocean-hued eyes, her delicate nose, her cute freckles which were scattered all over her rosy cheeks, her full red lips, her slightly upturned chin, her slender neck, her perfectly shaped body. She appeared to be no more than 25 or 26 years old.

[Still, her face held a few wrinkles, no doubt from overexposure to the sun, her hair was disheveled and jumbled, and her eyes were a little too small and close together, and her body was thin as a rake, and she hunched her back a little. But to him, she was the impersonation of true, eternal beauty, or perhaps more. Sam witnessed his perfection through a dark-stained window, which was no other than his own, twisted, delusional psyche, whose condition eventually led to their mutual doom. They were never supposed to have a happy ending.]

Author's Note

I wanted to focus more on the psychological state and personality of the main character, since this will be a key part to the game's plot. What did you think of him?

Reviews

[Rayne]

I really like how you wrote the character. At times I actually felt like I was thinking like he was. It is a really good story, keep up the good work.