Phantasm: "What was I? What am I now?"
From Create Your Own Story
"What was I? What am I now?" You ask, though you regret asking as soon as you finish speaking. the moment you do, the blinding light surrounding you is gone - replaced with the scenery of a lush rain forest. You find that, despite being hundreds of feet above the trees, you can see every detail of the forest. You see the leaves dancing in the wind, the monkey's jumping from branch to branch, birds flittering around while they sing their songs, and even the worms digging through the ground.
The Orb begins to speak once more. "Just like me, this was you as well. I am the Truth animals want to hear, but you are the Truth that they hate." You float there, a little confused. "Look," he says. "That monkey picking a banana from that tree. To him, the truth of the world is that even without doing anything he is capable to reap rewards." The banana glows white. "And now look at that monkey." You see a small monkey, likely a child, lying on the forest floor. His legs twitch - clearly broken from the white bits sticking out one leg. "His truth is that the world is not fair, that one simple mistake costs his life and the life of all his potential descendants who will never exist now."
His tone suddenly changes. "You know I'm getting real tired of repeating this monologue every damn week, Truth." You turn to him. "What?" He sighs. "Let's put this on the fast track. You're my counterpart - my good to your evil, my chastity to your lust, etcetera, etcetera. Just like me, you've existed since the dawn of time - but whereas I've been around for however many billion of years, you have a tendency to go down to the mortal realms and create mischief and get killed and forget everything. Every damn week on top of it." You blink at him. "I usually go through this long speech to try and get you to stop acting like an idiot - but it never works, so this time, I'm saying screw it."
The scenery changes again, this time into a dark basement. The Orb is still in front of you, but now he's in form of a young adult man with long golden hair. He is sitting in a chair at a wooden table covered in paperwork. He's naked, not that it matters. He snaps his fingers, and suddenly you're back to your normal, lustful self. Your frown turns into a wide, evil smirk.
