Trigger warnings
#magic/religion bs
#death reference
Okay so I don't know exactly how it works, but I'm an old man who is apparently still an egg according to Isaiah. I died when I was thirty two, but that was the eighties. Like eighty five or something? I was born in fifty three, so even though I'm stuck as thirty, I'm like seventy now. Never thought I'd see this age, especially not like this. I really don't know what I was expecting now that I think about it. However my friend who is much older than me, give or take a few thousand years, is somehow considered a kid? I don't understand it. When is maturity for these things? I was a mature human and now I'm a fetus? Or is it really an egg? Either way, nobody like us treats me like I exist. Angels brush me off, demons laugh me off, and humans give me mixed reactions. I guess what I'm feeling is lonely? I mean I was when I was alive, but now it's like I found a whole different realm just to be left out as always. Pity party, great. I think I just hurt my own feelings. Bye.
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Oc Blog spot
RandomThis is just going to be a bunch of different "Blogs" written from my OC's perspectives. I'm mostly doing this to help with my creativity and boredom. It'll most likely be updated just as much as my other stories. Randomly and inconsistently. A ge...
