Where do things go if they become nonexistent?
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That's me! he thought, I can't believe how weird I looked three years ago. And that hairdo, so awkward. Hey, that's her... I guess I owe her ten dollars, 'cause she made an A+ on that test.
The boy was ready to time travel to the present and bring news of his failure. He and his coworker made a bet about two things: he looked like an idiot when he was younger, and she made an A+ on the first test of the second semester that year. The boy was doubtful about her passing the test because almost everyone else received a D or F.
Right before he switched the watch to his own time, he thought of something. I should give myself the answers to the test! Yeah, that'll teach that smarty. And so, he switched the time to the night before, and planned to steal the answers.
He eventually found out the answers and then went to his old home. He remembered that the key was kept in the backyard under the rose bush inside the turtle statue. He unlocked the backdoor and went inside to tell his younger self the answers.
Everyone was in their rooms, like they always used to do that year. It was all study, study, study and bills, bills, bills that year. Now, since everyone wasn't aware of him, the boy snuck up to his old room and knocked.
The door was opened by a young boy not too unlike him. The younger boy stood, wondering if he was looking at a mirror that somehow altered his appearance. "Who are you?" the young boy asked.
"I'm the older you," the older boy answered, "Time travel is possible in the future."
"Really? Cool. So, why are you here?"
"To give you the answers to tomorrow's test."
"Really?! Gimme!" And so the young boy received the answers from the older boy, and they parted ways.
The older boy decided to time travel to the next day, after the test. He passed it. But, then something seemed wrong. Things started to... fade. Things started to go into... nothingness.
"Let me guess," a strange, ominous voice from nowhere said, "You decided to change your past. Good job, you just received your one-way ticket to the Plane of Unexisting."
"What?" the boy asked, seeming confused.
"You created a paradox, and the universe doesn't like that. Now, you don't exist anymore. But, since you once did exist, it'll be hard to completely erase you from existence. You see..." The voice paused, as if trying to gather its thoughts. "Once something that used to exist becomes nonexistent, it's difficult to remove that existence, especially if they're stubborn.
"Think about it as a computer would work. You delete a file, and it goes to the recycle bin. You 'permanently' delete everything in your recycle bin. Those things are still there, though, just in a small corner, readying to be overwritten. Until we gather enough existence to overwrite you, you will be stuck here, in the Plane of Unexisting. The corner where files wait to be overwritten."
"Wait... wait, wait! I can undo that!"
"No, you can't. You'll try to stop yourself from giving the answers to your younger self, but then that creates another paradox. If you had stopped yourself, then what reason is there to stop yourself? You see, your nonexistence is inevitable."
"What? No! No, no, no! NO!"
And so, the boy was put into the Plane of Unexisting. It was a place where there was... nothing. Absolutely nothing, except for the distorted cries and pleas of the non-existing entities. Time did not stop, but it did not go on. Time was not existing in this dimension. This one dimension that had no laws. No logic. Nothing. Nothing except for the nonexistence.
Over... time, the boy could feel (or rather, not feel) himself fading away. He could, however, feel something else. He felt new life. Specifically, three new lives. One was already born, and two were still in theirs mothers' bodies. One life was a wolf, one life was a human, and one life was... something. This is what it feels like to be overwritten? the boy thought.
"Boy," the ominous voice said, returning after all the untimely time, "You will become a small part of these lives. Yes, do you remember how you thought you saw something move, but there was nothing at all? That is what you will be. The something that moves, but can't move at all. You are nonexistent, but existing."
And so, the boy lived his un-life as a non-existing existence in the shadows of the three lives' lives. He would forever be such, even when all of the lives are dead.
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Well, things go into the Plane of Unexisting, then become an existence in the lives of others as a nonexistence when they become nonexistent.
It's difficult to explain.
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