My Perfect World

Years ago, people from the other world started to appear from that world to this. This world, so advanced, that most other worlds wouldn't be able to comprehend. A world where anything is possible, meaning that an infinite amount of horror, fantasy, and entertainment lie. Now, I won't tell you who I am, all I can say is that I am the only free person in the entire world. Everyone else in this world is a slave. I am a resident of this world, so I won't tell you exactly who I am. Just a simple person looking for freedom.

5 Years Later...

I didn't expect this to happen. I was able to teleport all across the country, but a kid, a little under age 13, was staring me in the face, with shock and awe. "You... You're the Freedom Junkie!!!" Oh... ever since that incident, the entire world knew who I was. The Freedom Junkie. A reputation for being unruly & adrenaline addicted. "Don't worry, im not evil, like they say. Call me J. I won't hurt you." The kid looks at me "A man known for his power of teleportation, rated a 70 on a scale of danger in the tiering system. You really aren't gonna kill me?" Jesus, even the kids are scared of me. "I'm not evil. Those are just rumors. I'm actually pretty nice when you get down to it." I hold out my hand to him, and try to console him, but he doesn't seem convinced. Noticing how thin this kid looks, I ask him. "Do you need some food? I got a half-eaten candy bar, i'm pretty full after stealing so much food." The kid looks at me like I'd just committed an awful crime. "STEALING!?" Chastising me on stealing food, I realize that this kid is very annoying. "Do you want the food or not? You look like you need it!" He stares at me for a second before taking the bar. He devours it. "Hey, im gonna teleport to New America. You wanna come?" I ask, curious about this kid. "Can I really come with? I mean, you're a wanted criminal" Fuckin' douche! I really wanna smack this kid right now. "Look, i'm just offering, you don't have to go with me. And don't call me a criminal. I'm innocent!" I say, with my most convincing smile. "You don't look innocent." Ok, this kid may be a brat, but I don't want him to starve to death. "Sure, let's go. I mean, I don't judge a book by its cover." I grab the kid, and teleport all the way across the world, to New America. The kid is shocked, I bet he didn't expect me to do this. The amazing night lights of New America shine in the blackness of night. The giant statues and massive robots that tower the skies look as beautiful as ever. "Woah... It's incredible." Dark hues of red, gold, and purple illuminate the sky, as the giant robots shine through. "Well, how is it?" I ask, convinced that this kid would be impressed "Who... are you?"

"I'm one of the celestial angels." I say, confidently. "I thought you were a chaotic demon. That's what they called you on the news." This kid should do his research. "As you know, years ago, people started transmigrating from the other world to this world. At the same time, a different group of people also started to gain super powers. About 1% of the population, to be exact. Those people were classified by how the world percieved them. The ones with an evil disposition were called Chaotic Demons, while those who were good were called Celestial Angels. You probably know this. But what is also commonly known is that these labels are just that. Labels. I don't consider myself a Chaotic Demon. That's just what people call me. I might not be a good person, but im not a bad person. I'm trying to help people, how could that be evil?" The kid shouts "But they said yo-" I instantly interrupt him "Chill. It was that incident that happened a while ago. But they lied about that incident. I don't really wanna talk about it, but I was trying to help someone I loved, and I failed. That's why the world labelled me as a chaotic demon." Anyways, I gotta eat. "Anyway, imma steal some food! Whatchu want?" The kid looks at me frantically. "Wait! Stealing is wrong!" Unfortunately, its the only way for me to eat. "Would you rather starve? I told you, while I might not be a bad person, im not a good person either. I'll steal if I have to. Anyway, what's your name? I'll get you some food. I don't have any money so I have no choice to steal. When I get paid, i'll buy it fair & square." He looks at me with hesitating "My name is Kyle. When will you get paid?"

"Never!" I say, bursting out in a fit of laughter "I'm broke and can't earn money because of my title as a Chaotic Demon." Teleporting away, and stealing food, I teleport back. "So, you hungry?" I give him a burger so he can eat. He chows down, despite looking mad at me. "So, tell me more? Can Angels and Demons have more than 1 power?" Hmmm... "No. Our names make us sound like gods, but we're just normal humans with powers. I've even heard of situations where some of us have lost our powers. In fact, its more trouble than its worth, with Demons & Angels naturally being attracted to each other, and their natural need to challenge authority. It would likely be better to be a normal person without powers." Kyle looks at me "Do you ever miss being a normal person?" Well, sometimes. "Not really, it doesn't cross my mind. I have a dream, of course. In order to achieve this impossible dream, I have to have as much power as possible. These powers make fighting for that dream a reality. I can actually do it, and be happy. Whether I succeed or fail in achieving my dream, whether I live or die, that doesn't quite concern me. As long as I can fight for it, I'll still be alive in spirit." The kid looks at me with wonder in his eyes. "So this dream, what is it? It sounds amazing!" I bop him on the head. "Don't worry, I'll tell you someday. Anyway, I gotta get going, see ya!" As I start to walk away, getting ready to teleport, Kyle shouts from behind "Wait! Take me with you!" Shocked, I look back. I can see it in his eyes... This kid is serious. He actually wants to follow me. "It's dangerous. You might die. I'm not gonna let a child follow me." He's clearly not going to budge. "This dream. I don't know what it is, but my entire life has been boring, and worthless, and I haven't even been able to enjoy anything in this world until today. I want to come with you..."

"What was it you said? Whether you die or not, its of no concern to you? Well, the same applies to me. I also have a dream I want to achieve, and with you, I might actually be able to accomplish it! Please, help me!"

Nah. I start to walk away, but stop. This kid, what kind of life has he lived to want to travel with a wanted criminal. I have to know. I have to see who he really is. If he's truly like me, maybe we're destined to be together. "Well, you coming? I don't have all day. I'm planning on going to places that would kill an ordinary human. If you still want to follow me, then go on ahead. I won't stop you, we will fight together!" I say with a smile

"Partners?"