I begin to open my eyes from my slumber. I don't know how much or many hours has it been when I fall asleep.
"Hmmm, what should I do now..." I looked at the white sky as everything was white in this place. I don't even know what to do right now. I then begin to pick up my white, black jacket and wear it as I decided to not zip it.
As I leave it unzipped, I then begin to take a walk and look at the white sky and having a lot of imaginations through my head. As I keep on imagining it, I started blinking my eyes only once, until the white sky, was now a blue sky with clouds in the air.
But I wasn't done yet, because I'm just getting started. When I raise my left hand to the air, I clench it to my fist and I see a lot of books flying towards me without me even commanding it. When the flying books surrounded me, I pick one of the them and then summons a pen to my right hand, and then begin writing something on the paper.
"Okay then, that should do it." I said to myself as he made my pen disappeared from my right hand. As i took three steps away from the books, I then saw the books flying in the air as a bright light flashes as I closed my eyes from it.
When it stops flashing, I open my eyes and saw the sky that there's a lot of countless, endless, and infinite universes I just created with a single fictional book. Although, I could have just done it with my thoughts alone, but doesn't matter.
"...This life that I'm having right now, it's kinda boring the once I have before." I muttered to myself when I snapped my finger and everything I created with my boundless imagination vanishes in thin air and returns to the white void it was before.
I sit down on ground and was sighing softly until I'm starting to think something.
"Man, this is not helping me at all. Even if having these powers I have right now, I still don't know what to do." I muttered with a low tone voice of mine.
You know what, there's a lot of possibilities that I had through my head right now. Everyone has their own life depending on it. And everyone also has their own origin as well as me. And something inside of me is missing that I can't explain myself. Or maybe...is because how everything has happened to me when I was still a human being like everyone.
My life as a human was over. I can't forget how my life was before, even when I'm trying to forget it, it was pointless. I gave up my origin to become something that is reality and fiction combined, The-Oldest-Storyteller(The Storytelling God), The God Of Fiction, The God Of Reality, The God Of Dreams, The Dreamer Of Imaginations(The Ancient Dreamer), The Reader King Dreamer, The Author Of All Fiction, The Writer Of All Realities, The Omnipotent Author, The Omnipresent Watcher, The Omniscient Reader, and lastly, The Author Creator.
But to be honest, all that titles...are quite a lot of me. But it doesn't matter right now, because I don't know what to do right now. I actually missed the good life I once had before, even tho I also had a bad life.
However, I know that universe that I've created right after I became The-Oldest-Storyteller should be prepared what is going to happen to their very own reality.
"...I should probably closed my eyes. I'll let my other self to decide his life." I said as I lay down on ground and close my eyes, as everything went black for a moment.
It was silent for a moment, until...
"Joshuah! Joshuah Agwu Akah, wake up! School is over already!"
"Ugh... What a weird dream..." Said the student Joshuah as he starts to wake up and yawn from exhaustion.
"My goodness, Joshuah, why did you have to sleep in class again?" Joshuah lift his head up to look at the person who he really like in the entire school, except for his friends.
The school's cleaning janitor, Alisha Kelson, who she is 32 years old and appears to wear her usual blue janitor clothes and having her beautiful, and gorgeous blonde hair with her both blue cyan eyes.
"Ah, Miss Kelson, did I overslept in the classroom again?" Joshuah asked while stretching his both arms.
Miss Kelson nodded, as she sighed softly and crossed her arms. "So, how was your sleep Joshuah? Did you have a good dream?"
"Actually," Joshuah got off his chair and goes to the water sink, "I had a weird dream this time, Miss Kelson." He lifts the water sinker as water appears and he splashes on his face to clean both of his eyes.
"A weird dream? What was the dream about, Joshuah?" Miss Kelson asked, with her having a confused, left eyebrow look.
Joshuah paused for a moment, until he responds Miss Kelson's question. "I don't know. I...I don't quite remember what kind of dream I just had."
It was silent for the both of them, really quiet. Miss Kelson, who she noticed it, walks to Joshuah and touch his right shoulder to look at him.
"We can talk about this for another time, okay Joshuah?" Miss Kelson said, with a smile on his face.
Joshuah was caught off guard from Miss Kelson's smile, but he then smiled and quickly nodded to her.
"Great. That's what I like to see. Now, get ready to leave before a teacher see you, okay?"
"Alright," Joshuah quickly walks to his table as he wears his white, black jacket and grabs his black bag on his back. "See you tomorrow, Miss Kelson. Bye!" Joshuah leaves before he waves at Miss Kelson as he said bye to her.
Joshuah walks through the hallway as he then saw the school's gate being open, as he sigh of relief.
"Okay then, time to go home now." Joshuah starts grinning himself as if everything will be like tomorrow. But he doesn't know that his life will change forever from reality, to fiction.