Dear Diary.
Dear Journal?
I can't decide which phrase I like most. I'll need to figure that out sooner or later.
But anyways, as promised, I will write a little background about my self.
Im supposedly a "merchant" in this Reality, but in all honesty I don't feel like I fit the role.. I haven't sold a thing ever since I was created and I don't even know where or how I got a hold in these items like these "luck tickets" and the "meats", and "wooden bats" and so many other things I own and yet I have no idea what they are, but for some reason I do.
Am I supposed to sell these items? Do I keep them and use it? If so for what reason? What happens if I don't ever sell anything?...
I apologize for my rambling but I just don't understand my role as the "merchant".. I mean I have tried selling some of these items to some Elsen's I come across except they back away and become terrified and say things like "Where did you get those wooden bats? They look very dangerous" and "I'm not supposed to buy those..." in a anxious tone.
How strange...
If no Elsen is willing to buy the items I hold, Then who will?
Is there some entity out there who is willing to buy these items? If so for what purpose?
Or if there is a purpose.
Maybe I'm just over thinking.. besides I've only existed for a couple of weeks so it's not like my life depends on selling some random junk, right?
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