In the beginning...there was darkness.
No- not even darkness...
In the beginning...
There was nothing.
Nothing but emptiness.
Then, I became aware of my body and all of these moving parts that were a part of me.
I could move my fingers and toes, I could scrunch up my face before relaxing it again but...the air around me was so thick it was like I was drowning in quicksand and I couldn't muster up enough strength to really move.
I was sinking.
My body felt heavy. Heavier than lead.
This force was pulling me down, down....down...down to...Earth?
Soon, this body will disappear. It will become a part of this Earth, and then...reborn unto another.
This version of me would disintegrate, only to be born again.
This is the vicious cycle that I have been forced into.
There is no true beginning, just as there is no true end, for an end only means yet another beginning which will inevitably lead to yet another end just to begin again.
I am endless. This cycle is endless.
It's uncontrollable...
deadly...
selfish...
it gives me so much just to rip everything away.
Over and over and over and over....over...
My life which has no end has left me with no life to begin with. It's left me with no hope, no fear, no sadness. It's stripped everything away from me.
What is there to fear when you cannot die? Why would there be hope if you're forced to live regardless? Why should you be sad, if you are expecting everything that is to come? How can you bear to find happiness if you're just running in circles in a life with no true purpose other than to exist?
No desires.
No dreams.
No feelings.
This life without end has left me as a being without feeling.
I've become numb to the things of these worlds.
I've simply become emotionless.
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Emotionless
FanfictionWhat happens when a girl goes through too much trauma? She becomes emotionless. No one can help her, because they don't understand. She meets many people, travels through dimensions, and even travels through time, meeting even more people on the way...
