Prologue

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You wake up not knowing where you are, and the first thing you feel is the emptiness on your lungs.

You try to breath, your body too tired to move, but nothing fills you. You try to suck the air, desperately trying to force oxygen into your lungs, and finally you feel the breeze enter your body.

Slowly and with great effort you breath in and out through your mouth. Then, as you get more accustomed, you let your nose inhale and your mouth exhale.

You acknowledge yourself, lying on your back with everything touching the ground. You watch the skies, finding a moon illuminating the dark, accompanied by small but numerous lights surrounding it.

You are now aware of yourself, thoughts filling your mind yet here is no memory that accompany them. 

You liken the situation to being reborn. What you once were is gone, only echoes remain. Echoes that whisper about knowledge that you once had, about experiences, about morality and about feelings. 

You are something new, remade from something old. What once was your name has been forgotten, so you choose a new name for yourself.

You choose (Y/N). Your name is now (Y/N) (L/N).

You look down at your body. It is naked, yet you feel no breeze, no cold wind or hot air.

You get up, legs coiling towards you, then your arms push the ground and your torso rises. You pull your left toward you and use it to push the ground, extending both legs at the same time.

In the peripheral of your vision, you see separate locks of tangled red hair. You grab on of those locks and gently pull at it. As you suspected, you feel something pulling at your scalp.

Odd, you think to yourself, you don't remember having neither dreadlocks nor red hair.

Confused, you look around you only to see that you are at the bottom of a giant crater. You estimate that the radius of the crater is a few hundred meters long, and it might be a hundred meters in height.

You decide to make the journey to the top. Your feet move you for minutes, making effort against the exponentially inclining ground, kicking up earth dust, until you reach the end of the crater.

You see endless hills and the valleys of dirt and rock, blending together in hues of brown and black as if becoming one in the same. In the distance, you see mountains that block the view beyond.

You look at any other directions, hoping to see an end to the black and brown desert, but only seeing an infinitude of the colors. Disillusioned, you make your way back down, stopping at the place you found yourself waking up on.

There is nothing out there. You are alone.

You lay back down again. You take a deep breath and close your eyes, focusing on the nothingness that surrounds you. Your breath slows, and the only thing you hear is the rhythmic beating of your heart, playing like drums in the inside of your chest. You fall asleep.

You wake up. Instead of a moon and field of stars, only the light of the sun marks the sky. You stand with a sense of purposelessness and emptiness. You decide to explore the area outside the crater.

You make the climb out of the crater and walk towards the mountains. The journey across the landscape took hours of your time, and you reach the base of the mountains as the sun sets. You don't climb it, even if you are curious about what is on the other side of the mountains. Deep down, you know the view from the other side is no different from the view in your side.

You make the journey back to the crater, taking hours to reach it again. The place where you woke up in was now considered the closest thing you had to a home. You step down to the center of the crater and lay down. You fall asleep.

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