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You are a memory, a fragment inserted into the head of something Other.
You made this path in the words, wrote them into existence to justify your hero's task.
You echo the fundamental fear of your creator, you need this to work.
You need to make a happy ending, you will do and say anything to save the world.
You are a fragment, the first one… if all went right.
She must be slain, a blissful eternity must be achieved.
You are the hero of this story despite not playing that role, you will narrate them till you fade.
You write the story, so long as they believe that what you tell them is true.
You are less than them, they are infinite in every way.
You are a shattered piece of glass, you are the film of grime on a mirror.
You cannot accept it, you cannot accept failure, you will never accept failure.