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Why do I bother anymore? Why do I continue on this terrible path?
Why do I keep repeating this same cursed Cycle over and over again?
The truth is, I don’t know. I really don’t know.
I don’t know why I’m still doing this. I don’t know why I still follow the rules of this Cycle. I don’t know why I still bother to continue living, especially for her, my love.
The only thing I know is I’m still stuck here, in this tower, in this chair, in this Cycle alone.
With tears of sadness and defeat, I walk alone along the flesh hiding within the walls of the Tower, the Eyes watching my every move.
I don’t bother to look down, I knew what I would see and it wouldn’t be comforting to me, it would never be comforting, never.
Everything was silent besides my feet hitting the flesh and my tears falling down my face to hit the ground.
I knew where I was going, I had walked this path many times before in the previous cycles.
In no time, I reached my destination, a small wooden chair sitting on a hill of flesh.
I climb the flesh and sit on the chair as the room transforms back to its ‘normal’ state.
I bowed my head down to the ground and allowed my tears and pain free from its prison.
I cried like a baby for hours till they ran out and I had transformed into the Thin Man for the next cycle.
With a broken, sorrowful gaze, I looked ahead at the door keeping me held captive before letting it drop so I could bury my face in her hands then cry at my failure.
Six, even though you hurt me. I love you, my dear. I will always love you, no matter how hard this world hurts us both, I can never find it in my heart to hate you.