Darkness consumed me, enveloping me in it’s comforting arms. I sighed with relief as I felt the ever changing world slip out from under me.
This was one of the times I black out, Lose all sense of consciousness. Because to me, Not everything was important. Not everything was life changing.
Money meant nothing to me.
Friendship meant nothing to me.
Life was nothing to me.
I have been destined to die. Since I was born, It was decided that I would be a living sacrifice for the all the world’s needs. But did I get a say in this. No.
No one ever thinks of me.
They call me a Robot. They called me the Living Dead.
Because that’s what I am. I’m Dead.
I always have been.
I was born, Just so I could be killed in a ruthless way. To be a Sacrifice to the gods.
What life was this?
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