PILOT EPISODE | EPISODE 01

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01.「 HAVE YOU BEEN
TAKEN FOR GRANTED? 」
[YES] <<[NO]>>
[MAYBE]

02. 「 DID YOU RECEIVE A LOT OF PRAISE? 」

03. 「 DO YOU STILL WISH TO BE
A PART OF THE SPECTACLE 」
[YES] <<[NO]>>
[MAYBE]

04. 「 DOES IT MATTER? 」
[YES] [NO]
<<[MAYBE]>>

05. 「 WILL YOU REMEMBER
YOUR NAME? 」
[YES] <<[NO]>>
[MAYBE]

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「 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈 - 𝐄𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 」
< 𝐏𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐄𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞 >
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Who are you ?

Which one of us is even real.. Me? Or was it that boy in a school uniform..
All of the things that's been happening to me recently, have been really strange. But what's really uncanny was his face—why on earth does he look like me?

"Was the boy truly real?" That question is what keeping me awake honestly.

Who am I ?

I am no one. I am a person with no identity, no family, no friends.

I am alone in this unbalanced world.

What am I ?

If only the gods would give me answers instead. Despite not remembering the majority of my memories, I did recall dying multiple times in the most bizarre and brutal ways. It sickens me, and I completely understand why. However, I refuse to believe they are mine and that the gods are just messing with my head.

But if I'm being honest, was it the gods fault that I am like this?
If they hadn't abandoned me then I probably would've found a way out of this circus, wouldn't I?

it was as if they were playing with my entire existence, like I am some toy. This gave me another reason on why I should stay alive just so I could displease them.

Wouldn't that kill me?
I'd like to see them try.

. . .

How did I even end up in an empty circus, right in the middle of nowhere.. The atmosphere was so cold and quiet. Every night, I would set up a little campfire just to keep my hands warm. This onesie that I'm wearing wasn't in great condition either, I could still feel a chill entering across my entire body.

Five days have already passed, and I'm running out of wood. As far as I wanted to burn the rabbit hat — I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Heh, what am I thinking? It's just a hat! And If I don't light up a fire I'll die-

Wait no. no, that's definitely not going to happen.
Have I truly gone mad?

"All the best people are.."

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Who would've thought that he would find himself stranded on a desert. What a great way to start this mystery. With that being said, we've unfortunately haven't gone to the main storyline yet. But do not fret! As the narrator, it is in my nature to guide the readers throughout the story, so without further ado — allow me to introduce you to our protagonist.

Meet █║▌║║█║▌│║▌║▌█║, whose identity shall not be shown. We have yet to uncover the truth behind his existence, not a single being knows who he is or what he was. One thing is for certain though, he wanted to die.

If we dive into his deteriorating mind, the young boy was convinced that he was living in a world without colour, a world filled with nothing but madness and a world with no meaning. But what makes his life meaningless?

"I had no existing knowledge about this world, so why should I even care?"

Little did we know, that this was all just a facade to cover up his desire, deep down in his heart — he wanted to escape the colourless circus; he was yearning for someone to come and rescue him, whether it would be an animal or human, he didn't care. He just wanted to escape the prison he was in.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks have turned to months—it took him a while to actually get used to his environment, but eventually, he had started accepting his fate.

Have we already made it to the end of his story? Not yet..

In fact, this was just the beginning of a new season!
An era for the truest star of all.

「 𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 」

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