prologue

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the world works like a clock.
Time and time again, ticking...ticking...ticking, counting the boring minutes and seconds passing by
one...two...three o'clock
four...five...six o'clock
seven...eight...nine o'clock
ten...eleven...

twelve.
then it starts again.
history repeats itself, again, and again if no one stops it.

it's been centuries, don't you think it's about time?

Victor.
who are you really?
dead? alive?
do you remember?
before the mansion, before you met me.

this body, is it yours?
is it mine?
are we the same?
or are we different?

let's try this again shall we?
and end this, forever.

~

I wake up in a frenzied daze.
Everytime....I dream...
it's always....that man....
...with a face of a rabbit.

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