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Too much of anything never turns out to be healthy. – Madara Uchiha

I Hated, Honestly, 

Since I woke up from that damn Thing and returned to Rhodes Islands with no memory of the past, Family or anything That I Can't Remember in the Past, Everyone Treated me the Same

I was unsure what I had done in the past, which honestly couldn't have been good or pleasant. But.. for practically everyone to treat me coldly. They didn't abuse me... It's not like they actively went out of their way to harass me. There was nothing physical. But to be that guy no one wanted to speak to or hang around with.

To Ignore me? 

To constantly berate him on insignificant matters?

I am the Dokutah, or Y/n, my actual name, I was sick of it. I was surprised that anyone even listened to my mission strategies or commands.

Of course, Amiya was still a sweetheart, But even there, she never stayed around me any longer than necessary. I spent most of my Time alone and ate alone in the cafeteria... None would come to sit with me.... However, Kal'tsit made a rare appearance and ate in the cafeteria, everyone would try and sit near her and chat... I may sound jealous.... But it wasn't Jealousy.

Kal'tsit!.... That name I Hear Before in My Mind .... But... that name seems to be the bane of my existence

Why does I put up with her? Nothing I does is Correct; if I am so bad or something.. Why Was I even here in the first place?

I hear things said behind to my back many times. Some didn't faze me, while others cut deep on me.

???: ''We lost good operators in Chernobog to save this guy? Seriously!''

??? #2: ''What does he do that Miss Amiya can't? I don't get it.''

??? #3: ''Kal'tsit says he has some use for now''

Skaking my head rapidly, knowing If I continues thinking about that, I will start to lose my sanity.. 

But I don't need to make Kal'tsit more annoyed at me for simply...existing... 

I look around on my office, which was dominated by books Many, MANY Books on my little library, which I was little proud of it. 

The tiny vibrations of everything could only mean that Rhode Island was moving. My mind was goes back to dark places. I thought most people Here had bad Histories or dark pasts, but they were given chances... Why was I so different to the Others.. Why can't they talk to me.. I only want to talk someone to know What I did in the past

*Knock,Knock*

I was Caught off guard by the knock on my office door, I sit up and calls out

Y/n: ''Come in, the door is open''

The door opens slowly, and a single cat ear pokes through, followed by a familiar face.

Y/n: ''Jessica, come in''

Jessica was one of the few Operators that Would at least speak to me and I glad to Talk with someone. That never seemed to make any sense to me. The first time I met Jessica, She started sobbing behind other operators after he woke up from that sarcophagus. That earned me a few glares.

I was hoped for a happy conversation with the Timed Operator, but That quickly ruined by the folders that I had recently sent to Kal'tsit a Few hours before for review. Jessica placed the folders on my desk with a look of remorse.

Jessica: ''D-Doctor! I'm sorry, but Dr Kal'tsit says you need to fact-check and proofread your work before sending it to her" 

She looked like she was about to sob again.