June 7, 3021
She always looked so calm. She always slept soundly. Her figure was always beautiful. Amazing. Her voice was always gorgeous. I despised her so much yet I loved her like a sister.
I looked at my hands, falling to my knees. Tears welling in my eyes. Jade. Her blood is on me. I tore open her eyes. I dismembered her corpse. Her screams. So very different. This thing wasn't Jade. I didn't kill Jade. I'm already dead. Just a walking corspe.
That's right. I didn't kill Jade. She and I were already dead! I didn't kill her! They killed us! THEY DID IT! THEY CHANGED HER! I didn't do anything! WE'RE JUST A CHARACTERS IN A GAME! I'm innocent! This blood on my hands are not hers! THIS CORPSE I HAVE IN MY BODY IS NOT HERS. SHE'S ALREADY BEEN TAKEN AWAY. Yet there one thing that was hers.
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Project 4.0
Ciencia FicciónHow would you like to be made from a lab? Where everyone started. To be brought into this world? Well, everything has been quite the same.. Until this project started.
