There once was a man
who relived the same day
over and over again.
Every word. Every action.
Every face. Every routine.
He watched them all happen
in their expected times
in their expected places
in their expected states.
Day after day.
Night after night.
No matter what he did, his fate stayed the same.
Not even death could part him from it.
He would always find himself
in the same time
in the same place
in the same state.
The world just spun
round and round.
Nothing was lost.
Nothing was gained.
Nothing mattered.
All he knew was that the next day
he had to start all over again.
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Inazuma Eleven | Ōmagatoki
Fanfiction❝ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ ᴡʜʏ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴꜱ ʜɪᴅᴇ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜʀ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ. ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟꜱ ɪᴛꜱᴇʟꜰ-ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ.❞ . . . For as long as he can remember, Nise Takashi pretends to be an ordinary boy with a childlike wonder. Wearing a mask of s...
