My Failure...

"I learned Awhile ago... That Everything Falls... And Everything Dies... Do you see through my eyes?"

Some of these creepypastas on this site are False... Many Infact. But Not all... Sometimes, Its a way to show the truth without much critism. they don't believe it, its just a creepypasta... But other times, They're So True... This Story is so Arcane, And chaotic, But is it true? Or was this invented. Ask yourselves That, Review every detail... Think About the variables i set out, the ideas... the Events... whats true and invented? Or is it all invented, or all True?

I Was a Child, A child with a Condition known as asburgers...a type of Autism. But this autism, is unique in that it allows Greater focus on anything they truely wish to, And a higher intelligence. But at the cost of Abnormality, I was always abnormal... Never a kid who fitted in, And one night, I saw something that made me feel, Important for once... A Nightmare i had... but not just any nightmare, It was nonsensical yes, But the thing was, i felt it. As in, there was cold, Heat, Thought, Memory, Pain, Emotion, And Above all, Realism, It was perfectly detailed, Like real life, not a cartoon. It was strange to say the least.

It felt like a test... a test of an ability by my brain. The next few nights where absolutely dreamless, just blackness. A Foggy blackness. 3 days after the test dream... another came, But this was even more real, like 45 Fahrenheit compared to 50 Fahrenheit. It was a dream i visit every day, And Know its slightly distorting each time, But what i remember correctly is the major points... I was A young adult, Or an adult, Gaming Garrysmod, When my brain noticed the nightmare was happening, It woke up my Real body self, the self that was in bed, as in made the consciousness rise up. I instantly was afriad, But i did what my brain told me to do, i could feel an influence from my brain, and not my soul guiding me, and i browsed the memories of this Future Self. I found... Disturbing things.

At the time i was 5-7... And i didnt understand it, but my brain did, I saw myself as a leader, leading a group of friends... to stop a Force named the GMod Ghosts. or Garrysmod Ghosts. They planned destruction, vengeance, and Fury. They were ghosts that were casted forcibly into the large void of cyberspace... Forced to wander the realem of gaming. They hated their species, mankind for this. I was the only person who knew, or atleast knew them well.

I also learned that i ahd made many friends in gaming. Friends i cared for. I led them to stopping the GMod Ghosts, Only to have a bad hunt and they all die but 2 and me. I had then run away, Cowered, And Went into A major depression break... And i also learned that at one point, I had broken my personality. In an attempt to change time and prevent this mess. But it had ended in deaths. And my easier breakdown to cowardice.

And then i was back, and the future me continued. As my mind was fading back again, It was saying... "why... Why...Why did i have to fail? Why did i hav....." And I went to another friend, i call MONK, as thats the name we met by. I suggested to him to talk about the GMod Ghost Shit, but he Instantly refused, Hating the topic. Fearful Hate.

I was an admin of the server, took out an old Admin gun from an old gmod Version, GMod 10. I decided to fuck around with other pepole on the server, I was having fun but... Then after a time i heard a friend Scream as if he just died. We all looked, saw his dead playermodel, Laughed and asked him if he was alright. But he never responded. And then we noticed, the wall behind him was a tunnel, that wasnt there before. it wasnt a trigger, it wasnt built into the map. It was Brand fucking new. A player went in, and seemed afriad. He called out that something was inside... many of them. He Described them as demons...

I Sighed heavily, and Was Stressed thinking:"... N..now? ... oh fuck it... Im not cowering this time" We went over to investigate... And found a bunch of freaky things that looked like hybrids of NPC's from many games... Or as i called them, Demons.Then Suddenly, every player was absorbed into the game. Everyone Freaked the shit out. But I told everyone to be ready and Ready to attack. they went through the tunnel mouth, and we fought, But they hardly attacked, they more where Running. But from what? We went in a bit. Just enough to turn the corner... And Sure Enough... We Saw what i feared... the GMod Ghosts... And They were ready... To escape Cyberspace, and kill until their vengeance was finished... We Fought again, but this time against opponents where were trying kill us. And Good at it. We lost many members. And i went to face off their leader, the one i hated the most. We exchanged Threats, And Insults... But eventually we Decided to fight, And we charged at One another... As my Group was being slaughtered.. I charged, thinking:"I Cannot Fail! Maybe if i kill this bastard... Then Ill Stop the Apocalypse!" And I Knew, That i had failed... Failed to prevent the apocalypse...

If only... I had a way... to stop it.