With a heavy sigh, Logan looked down at his hands, so full of scars and pain. He was cursed by reality, and felt like he was stuck in an endless loop of agony. Everywhere he went he was an outcast - nobody wanted anything to do with him.He never asked for this curse. He was born like this. He was always stuck in the sidelines, a mere spectator of life.
But then something strange started to happen. He began to find comfort in the imaginary characters that he found in video games and movies. They were the only ones that seemed to understand him and his loneliness. He'd find himself talking to them, and as crazy as it sounded, they spoke back.
Slowly, he began to realize that he wasn't a monster. That beneath all the pain and suffering, there was still something human inside of him. These friends helped him to find strength and courage, to stand up against his curse.
With newfound hope, Logan slowly began to reenter the world around him. It wasn't easy, and it was still full of pain, but it was a start. He'd taken the first step in curing his curse, and its effects wouldn't be fully felt for a long time.
But in the meantime, Logan was thankful for these friends he'd made - these characters from video games and movies. He knew that he'd never be able to thank them for their help, but he felt it nonetheless. He knew that with their help he'd find a way out of his curse, and be free of pain and suffering once and for all.
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gamers comfort (one shot
Short Storya gamer in need who finds comfort within the games he plays