The title says it all. I have some vague idea what I'm doing with this, but I'll only finish it if people want me to.
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He awoke.
Reality, as you will come to know, is a very curious thing. Let us say that you go down to your nearest store, and you buy an ice cream cone. That ice cream may taste rich and delicious, and perhaps you will remember its soft, milky intricacies even after you wake up. But when you wake up, it is not that the ice cream cone has disappeared. You have merely shifted realities, and what was once the taste of chocolate may quickly become the taste of the dry, evening air.
The man on the floor did not have, and was not in any way experiencing, an ice cream cone. His reality was the moldy wooden floor he was lying on, and his labored breathing, and the blood ejecting in spurts from his lungs. For a moment, I watched him. I knew that this moment, this brief second would be the last one that he would be unaware of my existence. In the future, would the next second make him regretful? Happy? Angry? Admittedly, I didn’t particularly care.
“You are allowed one question and one wish.”
The man looked up at me, slowly processing his surroundings with eyes that conveyed only pain. How strange it must be, to awaken both the stench of your own blood and a tall man, dressed in an elegant black suit. Had I chosen to, I suppose I could have always literally seen the situation through his eyes. Either way.
Unsurprisingly, the man seemed confused. Apparently, the best response stimuli he could offer was coughing up more blood.
“One wish.” I repeated. There was a silence. He was a quick learner.
“Take… The….” Coughing.
“Take… The… Pain away…” And so I did. Dizzily, the man stood up. I was almost proud of him.
“One question.” He seemed to think carefully, obviously adapting quickly to his rather inhospitable situation.
“Who am I?”
“You are Kevin.” What a pity. So obvious and conventional. I really had hoped for more.
And with that, I disappeared.
Please tell me what you think
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Ja. Really want you to continue. Your works are rather engaging, I must admit, and in whatever reality one would dare to exist in, the lack of continuation of this piece pains me...
Wow. Run on sentence.
You asked whether or not we want you continue, and the answer si yes, of course. So what are you waiting for?
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Master of words. You described shifting realities - and let me just tell you that reading your pieces is akin to that.
The way you construct sentences.. they're beautiful, magnetic... Almost like magic.
In your story, "I" intrigued me... was this God? Or a god of one world, talking with one man who crossed from one reality to the next? I, too, have no idea what this story would be about - but I am still fascinated.. it's like being blindfolded and asked to sample ice cream, wooooot! (I adore ice cream - the way you described it did justice for one of my favorite food, too! ) and... why did you choose the name Kevin? (Was SW's owner an inspiration for that? 
) okay, kidding aside... I can see this as a fantasy or sci fi piece... And I would love to see how you'd finish this!
I'll be waiting! *sits patiently*
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Thank you very much. I have a very basic idea for this story, and I can only tell you that all will be revealed. It fits mostly into the sci fi genre.
And the choice to call him Kevin was completely arbitrary, or based on the realization that there aren't a lot of protagonists named Kevin. Today it's "Tom"s and "Dan"s and "Michael"s.... But no Kevins. I decided to do something about that. -
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Yay! I got the sci fi part right! and I really am looking forward to the completed parts! (and that thing you sent me, too! I still remember that!!!)
Hmm.. Kevins.. you are right either they are unnamed or common names are used Great work, Zach! 
I shall wait for more!
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