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- I'm just sticking the date here from now on because I'm a lazy fuck and I don't want to o the math.
Timestamp: 23:21
I planned on so many things today...but the ONE FUCKING THING I ACTUALLY DID. I haven't been working on shifting in forever, but hopefully I'll be able to do that soon enough. But what did I do, you might ask?
Have a massive fucking existential crisis after watching a YouTube video detailing how the universe would fade away and perish and how time will eventually be meaningless for all eternity as entropy hits maximum and nothing happens anymore.
Wander long enough on the internet and you can go from funny malapropism site to complete nihilistic existential despair in a minute.
The tulpas are fine, too. Some of them have changed shapes over the past couple months, some changed names too. Ghire goes by Gristle now, and Halliedil changed their name to Calypso.
We've also concluded the Omega Project. Omega seems to have adjusted to group life, although he evolved in a different direction than originally intended. He's still very much divine, but he's become a weather serpent, specifically tied to storms. I'll bet he's going to love winter where I am...
I'm still alive, and I plan on remaining alive until 2050, when the humans will most likely fuck up the world to such a point that survival becomes an exercise in futility. Yay, humans! So intelligent, and yet so utterly stupid at the same time.
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The Weregator Fledgling: A Mythical Journal
SpiritualWelcome, whoever has found this book. Please, call me Dazerzhiz. I won't say more. If you are one of the Uninitiated or Unwilling, W̸̻̎͌A̸̰̒Ḱ̴̼͕͐E̴̞͋̄ͅ ̶̙̩͒U̴͍̽P̵̝̮͛.̶̙͖̈́͠ But, should you decide to S̴̟̞͂̚L̷̘̜̅̈́E̸̹͊͆E̷̫͚͐̃P̴̘̪̿̈́,̵̹͙́̎, T̶̙̉͋Ų̴͝R̵͌͂...
