Luck Can Be A Pain

Luck Can Be A Pain

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You call me many things but it matters not to me. For I am everything. I saw the creation of this place. I saw the creation of the beings of this place. I only have one job and that is to make sure you all don't die unless the higher up says so. I've once asked permission to see what would happen if I stopped giving myself to you humans. You all almost died you probably remember that one or two times in history. So I'm no longer aloud to that anymore unless they say so. But I still don't understand the human mind why they have such desires and wills to do something. So I shall go down and live amongst them...seeing as I'm well over 12,000 years old I think I'll start life here as a teenager to make things a bit more interesting. After reading this you might be tempted to look for me in the real world, but don't waste your time I'm long gone from your world by now. For this is a story of mine that I wish to share with you all...
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I wasn't special, I wasn't a marine or a scientist sent here from earth to study Pandora, I was a behaviorist-some say behaviorists are scientists too; but the brain isn't made up of mathematics and hope, it's like the roots of trees. Forever speaking but unheard. I study people's brains and their behavior. I don't look at it with hope and faith. I'm nothing special, not really. When I was accepted to help with Project Pandora, I was exhilarated. This was my big break, something to get me out there. I never expected for it to spiral into my life unprofessionally-become personal, emotional. That I would have to fight in a war between man and alien, choose between my own people and a clan of beings that accepted me-welcomed me, trained and made me one of them. This wasn't supposed to become personal, but it did.

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