Medaka Box CE: Prolouge
A light gently touched Medaka's face. She gently lifted her eyelids and faced what appeared to be her mother. They locked eyes for a brief moment and she could swear that her mother gave her a satisfied grin before writhing in pain from a heart attack. Her father rushed to her side, comforting her as tears ran down his face. It may have been the most bittersweet moment of his life. All the while, two men rushed in and moved Medaka's mother out of the room. The instant the hospital doors closed, Medaka blacked out.
As she lifted her eyes for a second time, Medaka found herself in what she registered as the Kurokami family estate library. In front of her was an enormous pile of books. She looked down at her body. No longer did she have the well endowed body of a teenager but the cuter pudgy body of a child. In her hands was an advanced physics book, the last one in the pile. She had learned everything from these books, absolutely everything. If she was quizzed on the knowledge of the entire library, she would pass with 100% accuracy.
Medaka tried to move her body but failed. She wasn't in control of this body, only able to see through it as it turned the pages of her memories. Once again, she blacked out. The sensation she felt as she passed out was not akin to sleep but rather it was as if her mind was recalling information at hyper-speed, only stopping at the important parts of her life.
This time, Medaka woke up in an office of a mathematician. Everything in the room was blacked out except her, the mathematician, a piece of chalk a large chalkboard, filled with complicated math equations. The mathematician had his hand on his chin, deep in thought.
"I have spent weeks trying to solve this equation. They say you are some kind of genius child. What do you make of it? The mathematician said in a professional tone. For some reason the voice felt unnatural, as if he was not used to talking like this.
The one year old Medaka did not say a word. She simply walked over to the chalk board and spent a few seconds examining it. Then, she began writing on the board, filling out the rest of the equation. She turned to the scientist.
"Here, this is the answer." She said gleefully.
The mathematician's hands went limp. He looked at the chalkboard in utter shock for about 30 seconds before regaining his composure.
"Yes. Thank you miss Kurokami." He said with a false sense of gratitude.
For a third time, Medaka blacked out.
This time, she awoke in a hospital. Her two year old body was wandering through the hallways. She remembers how she felt that day. She was empty, feeling that she had no purpose. She sat down on a bench, pondering whether or not those at this hospital would be able to provide the answer. Then, a unkempt, raggedly dressed child with a creepy stuffed animal sat down next to her.
"Man whats the purpose? These grown ups are missing the point. Humans are born with no purpose, live for no reason and die for nothing. Wouldn't you agree? Uh.. Medaka chan?" The boy said as he dropped his stuffed animal. "Im sure you were brought here after ruining many lives. There is nothing wrong with that. You and I are allowed to do whatever we want. Because this world is pointless. And our lives are aimless." He said as he walked away.
Medaka's eyes widened as she listened to the boy's existential view of the situation. Then, they lowered, giving her a bored, drained, almost dead expression. She got up off the bench and began walking once more.
She remembered how she felt that day. Hearing those words made so much sense to her at the time. There was no point to life. She could do anything she wanted. Yet, dispute this freedom, it still left a hole in her heart.
That same day, after she got bored with the exams, she wandered into the playroom of the hospital. It was filled with bright colors, floral decorations and toys. Sitting in the center was a blond haired boy wearing a hood that covered his eyes. He was trying to solve a puzzle. Two pieces of metal that are stuck together that must be separated in a special way.
"Hey. Why are you having so much trouble with that easy puzzle? Give it to me. I'll solve it." She said condescendingly before reaching out her hand. The blond gave her a questioned look before handing over the puzzle. Of course, Medaka separated them with ease. "See? They came apart."
"Your amazing. Im so happy!" He proclaimed with genuine excitement. One puzzle after the next, the blond boy asked if the two year old Medaka could solve the puzzle. One puzzle after the next, she solved them all. Eventually, she had solved every puzzle in the room.
"Awesome! Awesome! Awesome!" The blond child cheered as he danced around the genius girl.
"There is nothing awesome about this. Being awesome means nothing because my birth and life are meaningless." Medaka responded in a deadpan voice.
The blond stopped circling the girl. "Really?" He asked. "But I think everything has a meaning."
Medaka did not move the position of her eyes as she answered the boys retort. "Then tell me. Why was I born into this world."
"That's easy. We have only just met, and you have already made me this happy." The boy responded excitedly. Then, he dropped down onto the floor in front of her and brushed off his hood in the same motion.
"You were born to make everyone in this world happy."
This time she did not blackout. Instead she watched as her child body advanced through time at an astonishing rate. At the same time, her mind was flooded with the information from the last 12 years. She remembered the love that she harbored for Zenchichi, the blond child from before, the friendship of the student council and the admiration of the students. She went on many adventures and experienced many things. Eventually, she arrived in the city she finds herself in now.
