Nightmares

"Why did you drug me, dear?", Aoi asked again. Her soft voice slowly becoming more and more serious.

"Wha- what're you talking abou-"

"You're not my husband, are you?"

"Haha, what?! That's a bit harsh, don't you think so...?"

"You're a murderer."

"... Okay, come on, that's not funny-"

"She's right, you know?", another feminine voice rang out... this one, in English... I recognise that voice...

"Ju... lia...?"

"You're a fucking psychopath.", both of the women stood together and spat at me.

"G-guys, come on... this isn't funny... honestly, calm down..."

"Why did you kill them, sergeant?", a masculine voice rang out.

"J-John, what're you doing here?!"

"Fucking monster..."

"You deserve to die..."

"You like killing?"

"You like causing suffering?"

The voices wouldn't stop. Aoi, Julia, John, Richard, my mother, father, employer, high-school mates, middle-school mates, my first ever date, my teachers, my lawyer, everyone one by one appeared to take turns saying the most horrible shit to me.

And then- he appeared... a small, 8-year-old boy... brow hair and hazel eyes... 8-year-old me...

"...", I couldn't say anything.

"Since when were you like this?", he asked, his voice childish, but his tone grim.

"..."

The scenery changed suddenly, and I found myself in military clothes. I was holding an M16 carbine with both hands and had a hard hat helmet on my head.

I couldn't control my own body. I was marching forward, my stride relentless. I heard no sound, no command, not even any thoughts crossed my head.

I walked into the building.

And I...

"DIE YOU PIECE OF SHITTT!!! DIE!! FUCKING DIE!", I unloaded my carbine onto the 5 people inside the room.

Blood was everywhere. The dry sand on the ground was wet with red liquid. My mind was still ringing. I couldn't even hear the gunshots from my own rifle.

I was staring at the bodies. For what felt like eons. 1 man, 3 women and a child, no older than 8.

I tilted the rifle up and fixed it right below my chin.

And pressed the trigger.

Alas... the magazine was empty. I had dumped it all on them, after all.

"Sergeant! Are you alrigh- ... Jesus...", John walked in behind me after the deed was done.

"Are you... alright, sir?"

"... How's Richard?"

"... Sir... He... he didn't make it..."

"... I see..."

The scenery changed again. I was no longer armed and wearing military clothes. I was in a suit and standing in front of a house.

A young American woman in her late twenties opened the door after I knocked.

No words were spoken, but she understood why I was there.

She slowly kneeled down to the floor in sobs and I turned around and walked away. But I could hear something I will never forget...

"What's wrong, mom? Why are you crying? You know, dad will be sad if he sees you like this... he's going to return today, did you forget?", a childish and innocent voice reached my ears.

I was back home... My girlfriend was waiting for me, smiling and crying at the same time.

"Babe... oh, thank god...", she cried as she hugged me.

"Hey..."

We hugged and got inside the house.

Weeks passed, I got myself a job and we were living happily.

But... slowly and surely... My girlfriend realized I wasn't the same man she loved back then.

Because of the constant fights... And my violent outbursts... She was terrified of me most of the time.

I'd pick up knives and... threaten to kill myself... I'd yell at her for trivial things...

It was all my fault... All of it.

I couldn't take it anymore... Within 7 months, I quit my job. My girlfriend left me. And I bought myself an apartment in a high-rise building, away from everything else.

I couldn't bear the thought of someone relying on me... or being kind to me... I didn't deserve it after all... And the only way I could really express myself... was through violence.

"Hahaha... You're such a piece of shit.", Aoi told me, this time in perfect English.

"yeah... I am...", I replied.

But... why was I here, then? I couldn't kill myself when I tried to... back inside that room... And even every time after that, there was always some external factor that just disallowed me to kill myself...

And even after I died... I ended up inside the body of Aoi's husband... who, I don't know if he's dead or alive...

Aoi's husband... not much information was there about him in the hentai... he was just there to get cucked by the villain...

But... what kind of person was he...?

All of a sudden, the scenery changed again. This time... I couldn't recognise where I was.

But... I was still wearing a military uniform... but I couldn't recognise the uniform... it was darker than the marine's uniforms.

In my hands was an AK-47... And I was in some sort of a ruined town...

'I don't recognise any of this...', I thought.

I was running... to some sort of a smashed building.

Three loud gunshots suddenly rang out, which made my pace significantly faster.

When I arrived, I saw 4 men, all in military suits standing, surrounding 5 people who were laying on the ground, blood pools around each of them.

"Kehehe, fuckin' bitch... Not so talkative now, huh?", one of the men, the tallest one, laughed and spat at the bodies.

"Kahahaha, stupid @$%%@!", said another man, using unspeakable racial slurs to describe their victims.

"TAKESHI!", I suddenly yelled out.

"Hm? Ohh, it's the pip squeak. What'd you want, huh?", said Takeshi.

"ARE YOU INSANE?! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?! WHY DID YOU JUST KILL THEM?!", my voice was as loud as humanly possible. My mind was in burning rage and grief.

"Tone it down, dumbass. So what if I kill a few of them, huh? They were instructed to leave this place months ago! If they're stupid enough to still be here, I say they deserve to die... natural selection and all, haha!", he said non-chalantly.

"You... you're one ROTTEN PIECE OF SHIT! I'LL MAKE SURE YOU PAY FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE HERE TODAY!", I yelled.

Takeshi, out of nowhere, punched me in the face, making me fall on the gound.

"Fucking imbecile... Do you have any idea who I am? 'make me pay', huh? Hahaha, what a joke. For that disrespect, I'm gonna break your teeth.", he said as he mounted me and started punching me in the face.

I blocked a few punches before some more soldiers arrived and witnessed the whole thing.

Takeshi was dishonourably discharged right after...

As I was standing in the ruined town, the scenery slowly started to break apart.

"Honey... Honey... hey, wake up...", a soft, feminine voice in Japanese called out to me.

"Hmm... Hm?", I woke up from the nightmare.

"It's 11:30... we're past our stay... we'll have to pay for today...", Aoi said to me.

"Huh... S-sorry...", I got up.

"Don't worry about it... you looked like you needed the sleep... You were... having nightmares, weren't you?", she asked worriedly.

'How... did she know...?'

"Haha, yeah... it's nothing too serious, Aoi... I'm alright now..."