Percy is ambiguous.
He's having second thoughts about whether to do it or not. The Grim Reaper's words filled his mind and it got him all nervous.The clock strikes 6:30 when he looked at the wall clock. He stayed inside their empty classroom waiting for the time. Good thing he texted his parents about coming home late. And luckily it is his day off from his convenience store side job. He wasn't sure about doing this, he definitely told himself not to get involved with the Grim Reaper's human form inside this game. He knew it will only make delays in his plans. But this seemed inevitable.He tapped his fingers on the desk, then sighed nervously. "Are you fucking scared of that kid now, Percy?" He scoffed to himself. "Don't be. She's just a girl. You are older than her. Well... at least in terms of IQ and conscience in this game. But damn! Stop stammering, you idiot!"A buzz suddenly came. When John Percy looked into his pocket, he found his phoneClarisse started to feel annoyed at how John and Hyalou became closer to each other.She threw her things on the ground when she got home. Catching her breath in anger."I will make sure she'll regret fighting against me. I will make you suffer, Hyalou!" she declared while balling her fists.Inside Lawrence High, she started obsessing about catching John Percy's attention. She would insist on helping him financially. She even tried to complete an assignment for him when he was absent one time. But she got disappointed when he already made one because Hyalou helped her with the pointers.She started to ignore George and kept on buzzing John day and night."What the fuck, Clarisse? Why are you ignoring me now? I thought we had plans for this day. You were the one who arranged it!" George threw tantrums at her when they were inside the car."It's your fault!" she shouted."And why is it my fault?""You were the one
What kind of pain could one person endure?Physical pain could be given a set of scales for one's endurance. People may tend to endure a simple scrape or a simple dislocation. But in severe cases, especially when the pain is located in the heart or brain, they tend to exceed the amount of tolerance a human body can endure and could result in death.But the kind of pain that no physical pain could ever surpass is the pain felt by the heart and soul.For years of neurology practice, the only pain that Dr. John Percy Morgan could not heal was the pain of the spirit. He could cure brain traumas and all that connect to the central nervous system. But this certain pain was inevitable. It was something he couldn't control. His knowledge of medicine wasn't enough for this kind of pain. It was unbearable.The pain that glistened in his patients' eyes could never be healed by someone like him. The pain of being abandoned in this world...He could hear the prolonged beeping sound of the monitor.
A few days had been tough for John Percy. After that conversation with his father-in-law, his self-esteem seemed to cripple in his throat as he was neglected in the department as well.The resident neurosurgeons and the nurses all walked past him without any greeting. Not even long glances. Well, Dr. Patt gave him a quick sympathetic gaze and then quickly strode past him.The department was never that busy. Neurosurgery in Wichita isn't something too common compared to Boston. But John Percy knew that OB Medical Group had already been claiming its golden seat in Kansas alone. 75% of the Kansans have full trust in OB Medical as the only privileged hospital to cater to almost all illnesses in the state. They were almost as competitive as Boston.But ever since the OB Medical Group became well-known, they started to neglect John Percy's department. Or maybe was it because of him?He shrugged off the thought as he got back to his desk inside the department office. Everyone was out there a
John Percy walked out of the house like a beggar.All his life he tried to be good to Clarisse's family. The only treasure that he had was her. And now that this situation was thrown at him like a bomb, he didn't know what to do next.He was just walking on the safe side of the road. He found himself walking on a bridge. Few cars strode relentlessly on the highway. His wavy brown hair was harshly heaved by the wind. He turned to his right and held on to the cold steel of the bridge while freely looking at the unrested waters below. It was the river bathed in colorful city lights as the busy Wichita buildings reflected on it.He came back home with a heavy heart. His face was still smothered with dust and tears.He hurried to Zianna's room, his daughter's. He just peeped at the doorway and saw that she was already fast asleep. He smiled in relief and decided to close it quietly.He started locking the doors and windows. He also covered the windows to avoid other people from seeing them
This must be the pain.It was the moment when John Percy knew it was the most excruciating form one person could ever get. The pain of seeing someone they love smirking at them in their dying hour.This was it.It was how Clarisse slowly made herself his greatest mistake. She was his epitome of pain.He was still choking for air. Someone from behind was strangling him to death. He couldn't even turn to see his face. All he knew was that this man was wearing an all-black tracking suit, pants, and boots. He smelt cold breeze and rain. The man wore a mask but his cold blue eyes were seeing death. He was too used to doing this. Like he would never shiver away from killing someone. Unfortunately, John Percy was one of his targets.He stopped analyzing him. Seconds of his life were at stake, so he decided to just look up. He focused on Clarisse.While he felt that the man who was strangling him was holding him down to a tight rope, he saw Clarisse slowly getting up from the man's body, wear
John Percy opened his eyes gasping for air. His gasp was too strong that he arched his body simultaneously. Then, he squinted. Series of bright lights beamed at his face. He could feel the heat coming from them, radiating to him. Then, he heard an inaudible sound. It was like being drowned. Slowly, he could hear it clearly as seconds passed by. There were several voices and other sounds that sounded like death.He could see the source of the light. There was a large group of white lights incubating his fragile body. It was right over him. He was panting but still weak, he slowly got a hold of that sound.It was a beeping sound. It was too familiar not to even recognize. It was his vital monitor.Gradually, his senses became normally stable. He could feel several itching pains in his body. But whenever he wanted to move his hands to scratch them, they wouldn't move.What's happening? Why couldn't he move his hands? He also tried to curl his toes or move his legs, but still to no avail.
It was the year 2007.John Percy read the date inside his phone. His phone was a keypad type, the exact phone he had with him since he was in high school.He just couldn't believe what he was seeing. He simultaneously moved his head toward the mirror and back to his phone.He even slapped his cheeks hard."Aw!" he groaned in pain after realizing that everything was real. "Fuck!" he shouted."Hey, watch your mouth!" a man's voice interrupted from outside. It was Henry, the janitor inside Lawrence High. It was Henry's routine to reprimand students for foul behaviors.John Percy bit his lower lip. "Sorry!" he shouted. "Fuck!" he hissed, making sure he would only hear his own cursing.Suddenly, that woman's voice interrupted his mind."Everything you'll see is just a part of your memories. You may interact with the people there but that won't change anything in reality..." Hyalou said."So, this means, I'm just inside my memories?" he asked himself.No matter what the situation was to him
John Percy woke up happily as he turned off his alarm on his bedside table.It's his second day going back to being 17 years old. He excitedly got up and readied himself for school. While getting dressed up, he could smell his Aunt Merlyn's bread toast, and bacon.Just like any other Kansans, John Percy's family was as simple as can be. They just seemed to live a simple life. They didn't have any hangups that they needed to pursue aside from his adoptive parents wanting to own a restaurant.John Percy hummed and ran toward the kitchen. "I really miss this smell, Auntie!" he happily exclaimed.Aunt Merlyn just snorted while preparing the table. "Just get your butt in here and eat."He chuckled and obliged. After sending 2 spoonfuls of meat into his mouth, the doorbell rang."Hmm... That must be George. Open the door for me, Jay!" Aunt Merlyn asked.He stood up and hurried to the door. He saw George's lively grin. He waved at John Percy."George!""What's up? Are you ready? Come on! Let
Clarisse started to feel annoyed at how John and Hyalou became closer to each other.She threw her things on the ground when she got home. Catching her breath in anger."I will make sure she'll regret fighting against me. I will make you suffer, Hyalou!" she declared while balling her fists.Inside Lawrence High, she started obsessing about catching John Percy's attention. She would insist on helping him financially. She even tried to complete an assignment for him when he was absent one time. But she got disappointed when he already made one because Hyalou helped her with the pointers.She started to ignore George and kept on buzzing John day and night."What the fuck, Clarisse? Why are you ignoring me now? I thought we had plans for this day. You were the one who arranged it!" George threw tantrums at her when they were inside the car."It's your fault!" she shouted."And why is it my fault?""You were the one
Percy is ambiguous.He's having second thoughts about whether to do it or not. The Grim Reaper's words filled his mind and it got him all nervous.The clock strikes 6:30 when he looked at the wall clock. He stayed inside their empty classroom waiting for the time. Good thing he texted his parents about coming home late. And luckily it is his day off from his convenience store side job. He wasn't sure about doing this, he definitely told himself not to get involved with the Grim Reaper's human form inside this game. He knew it will only make delays in his plans. But this seemed inevitable.He tapped his fingers on the desk, then sighed nervously. "Are you fucking scared of that kid now, Percy?" He scoffed to himself. "Don't be. She's just a girl. You are older than her. Well... at least in terms of IQ and conscience in this game. But damn! Stop stammering, you idiot!"A buzz suddenly came. When John Percy looked into his pocket, he found his phone
The spirit of the beer in-can started to evaporate as soon as John Percy opened it. He was 3 hours staying in the park. He sat on a steel bar swing and drank all by himself. It was the 6th can he consumed from that evening. He threw the empty can to the side and gulped on the new one.He can't help but become bitter after he saw Clarisse with his best friend. They were kissing. He wanted to cry but it will only make him a crybaby.He was starting to get tipsy. Somehow, his alcohol tolerance spiked a little higher than before. It must have been because of his frustrations.Then, another pop came in. It captured his attention and he looked up.The smiling Lilian Grey came in and gestured to him her beer in-can. "Need a drinking buddy?" she asked casually."What are you doing here?" he asked, a bit annoyed at the fact she saw him in this state. Pride drew blood from him.Lilian snorted and sat on one of the empty swings beside him.
John Percy held a wall next to him as soon as George's unconscious body was carefully moved out of the vehicle. The paramedic team helped him to be put on a stretcher then they left without seeing John Percy around.He was still in shock. He can't believe he is seeing his best friend inside the car that killed his parents.Does that mean...John Percy shook his head. "No. It's impossible. It's not true," he kept on denying. "George is not that kind of person. He isn't like that..."But no matter what he said, his heart wasn't so convinced. He knew that there was something odd about this part of his past. It is his new memory. He has never witnessed such a horrendous accident in his entire life. He almost wished he did and wanted to avenge his adoptive parents' death. He badly wanted to know. But right now, he didn't know what to say.How could George ever try to harm his parents? George already knew his parents in the past. He was close to them ever since. How could John Percy think i
John Percy Morgan was fully determined the moment he played Reset Game.Real or not, he will avenge his death. He will correct everything in his life and see what could have been that time if he had only known them sooner or later.He dragged himself toward the Fish Port. It didn't matter how freezing it was for him. He only wore his thick PJs and a shirt. His breath already created smoke.He stopped at the entrance catching his breath."I knew it was here. I remembered the photos..." he told himself.He remembered a large truck that crashed at bay filled with iced fish products. There were chains. A car and his aunt's bloody bag. They were all captured in several photos that policemen showed him before.If his calculation was right, his adoptive parents were immediately dead on the spot. There was a severe concussion against their skull and ribs that resulted in their sudden deaths. If he will be quick to prevent it from happening, he'd be lucky.15 minutes had passed. The clock stri
This was probably the craziest thing John Percy had ever done in his entire life.He had never protected someone before. Not even his adoptive parents. He was contented with the fact that they were there. Until they were taken away too quickly. He wasn't so prepared. And now, he was trying to make history.He had found strength in this newly found confidence. It was Hyalou's turn to be protected.While Hyalou was seeing the monitor, she was in shock. She was seeing the whole scene. How John Percy protected her from getting hurt. It somehow moved something inside her chest.She was speechless. She was beside the bed-ridden John Percy in reality while monitoring his vitals, she was also able to see what was happening inside John Percy's mind.She, too, was surprised to see her connection with John Percy. It shouldn't appear like this. She wasn't expecting to see this kind of simulation."A-are you seeing this?" she asked someone beside her.It was Dr. Hector Sieve.Dr. Hector was busy t
Everybody, if only they caught John Percy looking at Hyalou right now, they would probably laugh at him."Umm...""Hello? I'm going out. The bell just rang," Hyalou was already on the phone when he attempted to ask her to join him for a lunch break.Pathetic. He was literally chanting to himself. What was he thinking? He shouldn't be trying to get close to her. She probably never recognized him as the old doctor who was framed and killed by the O'Briens. That means, he is still trying to figure out how to finish this game.After she disappeared in front of him, John Percy decided to shove his things back into his bag and left the room.He came to the restroom and saw a few pairs of upset eyes darting toward him.John Percy just shrugged and waited for one of them to finish their pissing in front of the urine toilet for boys. After that, 2 or 3 became vacant. He got to one of them and groaned a little as he felt his shaft bulging in fullness. He hated being like this after stammering i
John Percy looked up at the large building. Even though he had already been there a million times, he still couldn't stop daydreaming.Finally, after completing his junior year at Lawrence High, he was able to ask for an entrance exam for the most prestigious university in Kansas.The Treadthon Medical University.He couldn't stop smiling.It was his long-time dream to become a doctor. It never changed right when he traveled back to his past. He came all the way here to retake the test he took in his past life."I can do this. The exam would just be a piece of cake for me..." he confidently said. He stepped into the hall and asked at the information desk. After he gave the necessary requirements, the desk personnel gave him the admission stamp and schedule.He was scheduled for an exam later this afternoon. It means he had ample time to prepare himself.He got to the library and grabbed 5 books for his exams. He was about to pick up the book in the upper right corner, another hand was
John Percy ran toward a familiar street. He was going to be late for his part-time job at 8th street. The name of the establishment is Delli Vet, a veterinary clinic in Wichita. He greeted his manager and he started to help them with all the pet patients.John Percy came inside to one of the wards for dogs. There was a chow-chow on IV. Its health was already improving compared to last week. The dog ate something that triggered its allergy so it was sent to the vet right away.One of the attending Vet Dr. Patzy Sullivan checked on the dog's chart and turned to him with a smile. "Are you going for the second job?"He nodded with delight. "Yes, Doctor. I can still render half an hour here before going there."She nodded. "Okay. Cheeky can already go home. Will you be able to deliver her to the store manager?" she asked. Cheeky, the chow-chow patient was also John Percy's Store Manager's pet. He recalled that during this time, he was so dedicated to the part-time jobs that he recommended