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I can remember nothing, not of my previous life, family friends, or even my name. I could only speculate what my age was. Was I 8? No possibly younger than that.158Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA1n1SSyQc8
Time seemed to have stood still for me while for everything else it seemed warped at the will of any living or even non-living thing. It moves, stops, speeds up goes back, and oftentimes jumps threw time.158Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYpL542RiH5
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The black dead plains were completely alien to me and yet I must contend with it and live with it. I am livid yet calm, full of holes yet somehow alive and tired yet unable to rest.
If time was as it was before how old would I be in age? centuries? maybe decades. I don't know anymore. I feel like I've endured an endless game of saw, endless death trying to solve a puzzle that doesn't seem to change my situation regardless if I think I've solved it or not.
I've been suffering, dying only to be revived all by similar monstrosities.Only to go threw the ringer once more. I don't know when they stopped, I don't think they ever really have, this calm sense of anxiety overwhelms me as if I'm just calmly waiting for the next death sentence and I don't know where it'll come next. Though I'm confident I won't see it coming. Even after my tantrum, I sit upon a hill of their corpses, this notably would be a good enough warning to stay away, but I should know better than to apply normal logic or rules to them by now.158Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxLm9nLNHDs
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It's not even the first stack pile I've constructed dozens, but if I walk away and allow myself to turn my back for any insignificant amount of time, it goes in smoke. I don't know where it goes, and I don't care, but if I don't keep it up, they might get bold and start attacking again...
