Outcasts don't have souls...
We don't have souls.
I'm an Outcast, which means I don't have a soul.
I keep thinking about it. It's all I can think about. It's all I could think about during my Healers test. I didn't have what they need, but I don't even care.
I wanted answers, and I got them. Some of them. So... Why aren't I happy about it? I know something now.. right?
Outcasts are people without souls. Husks.
But.. what does that mean?
You need a soul to live. I know that. Everyone knows that. The book Doctor Jefferson gave me said that we're beings "between life and death". So.. does that mean we're "undead"?
We are the souless ones. The ones the holy people fear.
But why? How? And... and.. ugh.. my head hurts. All I've done today is lay in bed and stare at the ceiling trying to wrap my head around this.
But despite that, I feel exhausted. Emotionally, physically.. mentally.
This question keeps running through my head: How?
I look at the people around me. The other Outcasts, and.. nothing is different. Nobody is acting different from the the people outside. I... I'm scared...but I have to ask..
How..are we alive? Are we alive?
What does being souless mean?
I'm so confused.
I'm scared.
I'm so tired, but I'm afraid to sleep.
Outcasts don't have souls. Souless beings. Holo husks... Who act like human beings. Like everyone else.
I don't understand.
And there's one other thing too.
I have to train with Ms, Christine for the next few days...
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Shattered Legacies: Book 1, Holo Change
General FictionWarning: Mature language and themes. This story is mostly slice of life day to day stuff. So if that's not your thing don't worry about it. This is the first in the timeline, but it can be read later after the second. _ Anna splashed the warm water...
