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I wake up. I try to open my glued eyes, and with great difficulty I succeed. I start pulling with my arms to tear them away from what was once the ground. I use my free limbs as leverage, first tearing the back, then the legs. I get up and start walking again. Usual routine. I walk naked on this slime, I feel how with every step the soles of my feet try to merge with the ground, and every time I rip them away. Now my body is a single wound, laceration after laceration. This is my life, since the Flesh took over.150Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5FKt5pScSs
No one knows how it was born, how it happened, we only know that this organic shapeless mass began to incorporate everything on this planet. All living beings are absorbed, everything else is incorporated, destroyed and shattered. The Flesh continues to grow, more and more, a tumor mass that will expand infinitely until it completely fills this damned universe.150Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6sSICcNCXY
I think I'm the last one left. I don't know how many years I've been holding on, I just know that I haven't seen anyone in a long time. I have forgotten what the beings of my race were like, I only have the shreds of my body as a reference, but the faces... I no longer remember what faces are like, I can touch mine, but I realize that it no longer represents what it was or what it should represent. And anyway, I can't touch it for very long before it starts to stick to my hands. And there I tear again.150Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXBSBJCYcLt
The Flesh tends to expand only externally, so there are still many empty spaces inside. I think that first it tries to fill all the space it finds, and then tries to fill all the holes. But once everything is filled, what will it do? Will it stop growing? Will it be satisfied with its form or will it never be enough? Maybe it will continue to grow, becoming denser, so much more dense that its atoms will no longer be able to stay next to each other, will they also merge or implode? So much mass, so much density, all gathered together in an infinite space, an enormous abscess of pure solid matter.150Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdfeU8YBaM5
I move through these empty spaces, I call them caves. These caves are completely dark, but by now it's as if I'm used to it, I can see everything perfectly. The floor, the walls, the ceiling, it's all covered in the same substance, this slimy reddish mass. Along all the walls you can still find something that resembles bodies. It's all covered in veins, which pulsate rhythmically, there are eyes that follow your movements with their gaze, bags full of pus that explode, bushes of hair, toothy mouths from which drip liters of saliva, hands that try to hold you, legs that kick you, sphincters and other openings that release rancid secretions and other fumes. These caves are connected by openings, tunnels. In some of these I can pass while standing without problems, in others I have to bend down. I try to avoid tunnels that are too narrow, the ones in which I have to crawl through, I'm too afraid of being absorbed.150Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡySCs6nn9Zy
In my useless odyssey through the caves, one day I found myself in front of a small tunnel. It was the only way to move forward, but I preferred to go back and look for another way. Turning around, I noticed that the opening through which I had entered the cave was no longer there, as if it had never existed. I looked better at the wall, and I realized that where I had come from there was now only a large scar. I realized I was too late. The wall in front of me began to pulse and move closer. The Flesh was filling the holes.150Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ86oiCaVmwQ
I turn around and start running in the direction of that damned opening that I hated so much, I'm scared, but it could be my only salvation. I go inside, all bent over. I walk for a few minutes, then I feel my back scrape against the ceiling. I feel the particles of the Flesh merge with mine, for a few seconds. I continue to walk and destroy this bond, ripping my back. The tunnel gets narrower and narrower, I kneel down. I do everything I can to avoid getting stuck, but between the palms of my hands and my shins it's difficult. I keep tearing. My blood begins to merge with hers, and she tastes me, already feels me as part of her. I can't turn around, but I sense the passage behind me is closing. The tunnel gets narrower and narrower, I'm forced to crawl. I continue to move forward, to struggle, but now there is no more hope, I am too tired and the passage is too narrow. I can't move anymore.150Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡphmVpvWnZW
By now I was completely wrapped up. I was unable to move even a single muscle. A sweet embrace. I felt the flesh pass through each of my orifices and then grow inside me, filling all the emptiness of the universe. At that point I abandoned my essence. I no longer had any sense of survival, I no longer cared about my body, I had accepted the end. As I prepared to perceive the last discharge of my neurons, I realized how my body no longer existed. Completely assimilated into that tumor. My materiality was no longer there, but somehow my spirit lived, indeed, it had never been so powerful. My mind merged with that of billions of other living beings. None of us had our own bodies anymore, but now we were so united, so connected. OneAllNoneInfinite. Billions of lives merged into a single thinking being, omniscient, capable of infinite thoughts at the same time. Each thought fed itself with others, the passage of ideas was instantaneous and constantly evolving. Billions of years of knowledge transmitted in a fraction of a second, in an infinite and constant evolution. An ouroboros of infinite length that eats its own tail eternally, and gets hungrier and hungrier.
Now everything made sense, and everything no longer mattered. An infinite and abstract brain with a non-Euclidean shape that opened and extended like a fractal, capable of evolving until it no longer needed a material state, reaching the next evolutionary state of life and consciousness. Singularity.
I have never felt such comforting warmth in my entire life.150Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ77oGB3L8hb
