Project Eliora

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I was drawn towards the persistent flashes of light, unable to resist their pull. With each step, my movement accelerated, propelling me forward at an incredible speed. The sheer force of my momentum caused my body to contort and bend backward.

A kaleidoscope of vivid colours suddenly erupted all around me. I was violently thrown from one place to another, my body battling the strong feelings of compression and stretching. Pain seared through every bone and muscle, immobilising me in its grasp. However, the beckoning flashes of light continued and drew nearer with each passing second.

I forced myself to push through the pain because I was determined to get where I was going. I came closer, inching forward with unwavering determination. I ventured closer, fueled by an unyielding resolve.

I was on the verge of reaching my destination, where answers and revelations awaited me.

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"I wanted it to be her. When she denied being Eliora, I didn't want to accept it. I wanted to end this and bring it to a resolution."

"It seems Mrs. Graham is furious; that woman is a pain in my ass."

"I just need ten minutes with him, please. I'll accept any punishment later."

"I was contemplating if I should kill my parents. Even though it was for a moment, the fact that I even considered such an idea is messed up."

"Oh, and Elisa, you can call me Reuben."

"Trust you, why? Reuben is desperately searching for you, which means you did something that is worth all of his wrath. I cannot just trust you on your word."

"We have tried this your way, Elisa; now it is my turn."

"Eliora, am I right?"

"Though it can be challenging to deal with, uncertainty is a natural aspect of life. It's acceptable to not have all the solutions."

"I'm wondering why I wasn't lying down on a couch like they do in the movies or something."

"No, it is not him, so what are you going to do now? Go over to the next house and terrorise their entire household."

"If I don't hold onto my own morals, what's stopping me from becoming a monster? One day I might even do things I never thought I was capable of."

"If I were to kill someone here, they may not remember it, but I would. I would carry that guilt with me forever. I would always see myself as a murderer."

"Kill me, please."

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My head hurt like it was being torn apart. A torrent of memories flooded my consciousness, surging through my mind relentlessly. One by one, they unravelled before me, revealing fragments of my past.

Visions and emotions intertwined, replaying scenes from my life with vivid clarity. My breaths came in shallow gasps, unable to keep pace with the rapid rhythm of my pounding heart. My senses reeled under the onslaught of memories, trying to make sense of it all.

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"I get where you're coming from, but don't make things complicated or weird; just hear him out at least."

"They have always been present in the physics lab. It is a way to travel across loops. I don't have the exact mechanisms down yet, but I can still use it to do that."

"Even though you all do see the proof at noon, your memories will reset in the next loop, so you will have no recollection of all this."

"Elisa"