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It is dark here. And cold.
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Though you suppose you can’t really FEEL the cold. You have no skin like this, after all. Like how you lack arms, legs… pretty much anything that would make YOU... you. Aside from your soft, red glow, which while shouldn’t touch the nothing that creeps around you, you can see regardless.
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All things considered, this could be worse. You have a window to see out of, and lacking any bodily functions means you won’t starve to death either! Though… you suppose lacking such basic instincts for so long might have inconvenienced your partner when you’re with them. You wish you could apologise for that one day. You tend to waffle to yourself a LOT, so you’ve had plenty of time to act it out. ...Most imagined scenarios result in a painful collision with some sort of high velocity object.
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You glance at the window, your one glimpse of what you suppose is real from the vastness around you, debating going for another time around. The wait for something new is so… AGONIZING sometimes. There’s only so much you can get out of the same 3 days over and over, without resorting to…
You shake your proverbial head. No, it’s forbidden for a reason. You care for those kids. More than you ever could have expected, to be honest, such a level of detachment from them makes it hard to see them not as characters in a game, especially early on. You’ve lost track of the finer details of the time spent here since you woke up that first day. You’re pretty sure 8 years have passed for you by now, yet for those kids, only those three long days have been acknowledged. What you wouldn’t give… just to spend more time with them.
A voice knocks you out of your musings, a familiar voice you know well, a voice which echoes around the ceaseless void, like it would an enclosed room. It speaks with the same innate curiosity you have come to expect from him, as the ambient music wells.
It’s the man. As with all times he has talked with you, you are filled with a sense of equal parts unease and trepidation. After all, how many mysteries are folded upon each other with him? The only thing you are kind of certain of is that it is a man’s voice of some description, and even then, that isn’t 100% accurate.
You do not know who the man was or is, yet despite your questions and suspicions, you may never figure it out. You are pretty sure his fingers are all over the world, yet if they are, you’ve found no way of connecting them without sounding completely insane. After all… you only have yourself to theorise with.
You wonder if the man can ever hear your thoughts. You’ve only ever had the chance to… communicate once, when you made your vessel all those years ago. And even then, it felt like the letters were being taken from your mind and onto a line you couldn’t see.
A… hypothetical? So, like something like a prediction. Such language tracks for the man. Equally invested in the now, yet so detached also, like observing ants. Another thing you never understood about him. Though you will admit, his passion is real. A soft hum echoes through the void, the inky depths around you shaking.
The idea of bending the rules sends a thrill through you. Does this mean you can talk with them? You can go off the beaten path?! You can walk and smile and show everyone just how much they- …Oh. You… you would have to make your partner do all of that. No doubt they would despise having even more of their autonomy taken away. Whatever you would want to do… you’d still be caged. As if reading your mind (SERIOUSLY, can he DO that or not?!), you feel the world smile.
YES! God yes you will! You are practically vibrating with anticipation. You don’t care if this scenario is real or not. You don’t care if you’re locked up in this void for another 3 years afterwards. The ability to EXPLORE! To see the world yourself! That’s all you could have ever dreamed of!
“ANGEL”.
The voice fades, and alongside it, your vision fades into a milky white, the sound of wind rushing past you as you feel yourself fall into the darker void around you. Then suddenly, everything stops, as your mind vanishes from this space.
And yet you couldn’t be more excited.
[24H REMAINING]