A Chessmaster and his Game

Jackson walked several meters from the road before collapsing face-first into the snow.

His body felt like it was on fire, his bleary vision confirmed that it was literally on fire, due to the warm light on the snow.

Everything was fading away, all into one big color, darkness, then redness, then whiteness.

His vision faded in, and he saw something new, yet old.

~Fancy Transition of Time and Space~

Jackson McCard, a twenty six year old college grad with burnt-brown hair, jade eyes, and a lot of money, he fled America in a lapse of judgment and went to Europe.

Above him stood his cousin, Evan.

"Hey cousin, you're awake, can you speak?" the handsome man asked gently.

"Y-y-yeah," Jackson croaked out, his throat felt like sandpaper.

"Wait a second, HOLY SHIT! NURSE, DOCTOR, HE'S AWAKE!" the other man shouted.

A minute or so of confusion later, Jackson's view was raised up and he could see a doctor standing at the foot of his bed, a glass of water was offered to his mouth, which he greedily drank every drop of.

"Jackson McCard, you're one lucky son of a bitch, I have to tell you, if it wasn't for your cousins, you'd be a charred husk right now, maybe a pile of ash, you were burnt on over ninety five percent of your body, I'll leave now, your cousins will explain what happened," the doctor left.

"Okay, so, here's the walkthrough: we were coming to visit you, and we smelled smoke coming from the upper floor of your complex, well, we intercepted this man running away, and we decked him, knocked him out cold on the floor. We ran up the stairs and found you and your flat on fire, so we pulled you out of there and did what we could to put you out, it will take years for your skin to fully recover, only one percent of it was unburned, and that was neither your dick nor your balls, sorry about that, but you got the full package deal of terrible fate," Evan sighed, and Jamie dropped a few tears on her brother's chest.

"What all happened?" the tall man felt shorter, had he never really grown taller?

"Well, you got a concussion, you were raped in the ass, everything you own, even the money, is gone, you're homeless and penniless, with an abused asshole and infinite pain. I'm considering telling them to pull the plug and let you die," the standing man sighed, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Kill me, kill me now. I had a great life where I was before, a butler, a soul brotha, an adorable little sister," he attempted to reach up and facepalm at his stupidity, but cried out in pain when his should felt like it had snapped.

"What? Was I in some sort of fever dream?" Jamie asked suddenly, the flow of her tears ceasing.

"No, sorry. You two probably won't believe me, but I was in this place called Equestria, full of these ponies, and one of them, Scootaloo, I signed for her to be my little sister, it's crazy, I know, but I was pretty crazy the whole time I was there, the whole place was crazy, oh why am I even talking about this?" he explained sadly.

"Wait, you had a fever dream where you were in Equestria? Holy shit man, you lucked out in one aspect at least!" Evan congratulated, almost patting his cousin on the back when he realized how bad such an action would be.

"Heehee, it's kind of funny, really, the only time you were lucky was when it wasn't even real, sad," Jamie started crying again.

"Now I want to die and go back, please kill me?" Jackson pleaded.

The same doctor came back in, "I'm sorry about before, now, do you know what you want to do?" he asked.

"I want to die, just kill me I don't care, pull the plug, give me dying pills, fucking shoot me in the head, I don't care I don't want to be alive anymore," Jackson replied, begging for release.

"Well, I am under obligation to comply, can you sign this form?" the MD offered a pen.

"I can write with my mouth." this elicited some suppressed laughter from his family members, but he didn't care as his lips moved the pencil and signed his name.

It was done, he would be released from this hell, this nightmare, this blackout, this... everything.

~Some time later~

Jackson watched as the life support was unplugged, and the pain merely stopped because it was too intense to feel.

*beep beep beep beep*

It wouldn't be long now, he cursed everything bad that had ever happened in his life.

In the corner of his eye, he saw P1 smiling at him, standing off to the side with a wicked grin on his face.

"It seems you've met with a terrible fate, haven't you?" the god figure quoted, starting to laugh insanely.

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