Mental Breakdown

Opening his fragile eyes the garbage void welcomes Mike.

Because he has gotten used to being here every time something shit happens he just casually stands up and does his usual routine.

"Yo... I'm back."

"Welcome back!" Imuthis welcomes him as he pops out from his chest and floats towards Mike.

After a short greeting, Mike quickly stretches his body and does a warmup up exercise.

The exercise isn't gonna give him some buff upgrades nor change to his real body but he thought that this might help him ease his mind.

(Back then I actually hate this kind of thing.)

His exercise routine is arranged to only push up, sit up, jumping jack, and squat.

Average workout in this void where tiredness does not exist.

I guess this suits Mike's taste.

Leaving Mike to his exercise for now let's talk about the garbage void that drastically changes since years ago.

From the dome-like structure to something like a roofed base that has an open space excluding the large wide roof that has a hole in the middle.

It is indeed the place that has gotten bigger but the upper part hasn't still changed a bit. The dome is gone but it was replaced with a huge roof.

The place was so wide that you can't see the end of it.

The lighting is still dim but Mike was somehow had gotten used to it.

Finishing his usual exercise Mike changes his locations towards the near end of the base.

As Mike walk, he heard a voice from his back.

"MIke wait!"

Turning back he saw Imuthis floating towards Mike as he pulls his chest along with him.

"It's kinda lonely so I'll go with you."

(You can move that?)

"Well, I just realize it recently so yeah..."

Moving along...

Reaching the end Mike observes the wall of the base and Imuthis just lay his chest down and rests for some reason.

"Nothing much change from these past weeks so no need to observe it that much."

(Shut up, I'm trying to find an idea to how to escape from that damn creature.)

"Yeah, yeah just go ahead and do your thing."

Mike's reasons to go at the end of the base are simple.

Not because to see if the wall expands or change but because to lay down with his back at the wall.

(Ah... *Sigh* Nothing beats this place to relax.)

"Are you sure you're thinking of a plan to survive?"

(Yeah of course I am thinking but not now... overloading my brain will bring opposite effect to my body.)

"If you're thinking that thinking here and thinking when your awake is the same well think not... they are not so right now even if you think of something it will not damage your brain."

(You're right but resting is also not a bad idea for me.)

"Well, you're right... If you need something just ring a bell and I'll help as long it's possible and worth it."

(I know just leave me alone for a minute.)

"Yeah yeah."

As Mike leans his back to the wall he crosses his legs to one another forming a meditation stance.

Back then before this kidnapping happens Mike didn't actually like meditation because it will just slow down the brain process of thinking. Well, because he is a child back then so I guess it just a baseless opinion of him.

(Let's see... Dammit just thinking what happen earlier makes me furious! Just cool down, for now, Mike... Cooldown... Calm down...)

Breathing slowly as he relaxes his body and mind to a certain point it continued a whole hour.

Standing up doing a slight stretch he checks that his mind feels lighter than ever.

(Now think of a plan... Imuthis.)

"As usual right?"

(Yeah...)

Imuthis pulled something from his chest and brought a long sheet of dirty white cloth.

It's dirty but there are words written on it.

Mike takes a little stroll as he looks around the ground and after he found something he picks it up and brought it to the dirty white cloth.

What Mike had picked up is a small piece of burned metal.

He uses the burned metal as a pen and the dirty cloth as a paper.

Because Imuthis is managing this place if Mike was not here, Imuthis stored a few dirty clothes in his chest.

This dirty cloth that was brought out has already words and drawing on it.

What was drawn is a human body not only a human body but it's Mike's body.

He didn't take a precise look at his body back then so he only drew what he remember what the human body looks like.

At the drawn body there are labels on each part.

The labels are about the parts that evolve the most.

Teeth, skin, arms, legs, feet, hands, head, leg, chest, lungs, heart, stomach, jaw, and others... Those are the label parts on his body.

Mike only started carefully writing about his body about only a month ago so the parts are still not detailed.

Scribbling through the unwritten parts of the cloth Mike started writing a plan.

(What will happen if I use my legs and arms as a sacrifice to escape no... that will be impossible even if I successfully escape I don't know if I can regrow those parts. I haven't experienced it yet but sacrificing a piece of my body is the only way to escape.

One of the problems is what part of the creature am I right now?)

Scribbling, scribbling, and scribbling for the past hours.

Imuthis is still observing at him with great interest in his eyes. Maybe because he feels lonely he always takes the most of it when Mike is staying here.

After hours of scratching his stupid mind, he finally thought of a plan to escape.

(It will be surely a gamble but... Hey! I survive from these hostile environments countless times now so taking this gamble will be a piece of cake... r-right?

Speaking gamble... What part of a creature I am now? there's a high chance that I'm at the stomach so I guess escaping will be almost impossible hehe... Oh god I'm surely gonna die!)

Holding his head he rolls the ground and bangs his head at the ground.

(This is impossible! That shit is scary!)

Having a breakdown as expected of someone who is surviving underwater.

Without a proper human conversation, his mentality will surely break.

However, he is still not giving up.

(*pew* Okay... Just like a protagonist in some series... I'm a protagonist and surely I'm gonna be back alive.

No short straw or a miracle in this place... everything decides if the god of luck will like you. So, hey World! Listens to this! I'm not gonna die! You hear that!?)

He stands up and giving weird gestures as Mike look at the sky.

Imuthis at the back only giving an awkward expression on what's Mike doing.

[If I can't hear your thoughts then I will surely be thinking of you as a weird one.]

"Mike, It's about time."

(About time! *takes a deep breath* I will survive no matter what.)

He changes from goofy one into a full concentration. His eyes are telling him all about him.

The unyielding resolve, the one who will take everything he said seriously... Mostly.

(I'm not originally a fighter type but because of shit happens I got no choice but to fight back barehanded.

However, I guess this time my original style will finally take a debut underwater.

I will show you why I am called "The Demon" in my city.)