Life's Destruction

Life's Destruction

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It's been 2 months since this plague started, 2 months since I lost my family, 2 months since I lost everything I ever had, everything I ever dreamed of. This life of mine progressively gets worse as each second passes by. From milliseconds to seconds to minutes to an hour and so on. It all feels too ethereal that it sends my mind into a state of oblivion. Am I even real? The question fills my blank mind as I force myself to stand up and get out my bed, realizing I have to get some loot so I can survive this hell hole of a world I was born into. I wonder what else awaits me as I progress further.
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I woke up in a world that shouldn't exist. And in a body that isn't mine. The city around me is in ruins-silent streets, broken buildings, a sky that no longer remembers the sun. I don't know how I got here. I don't know who I am. My memories slip through my fingers like sand, leaving behind only fragments-whispers of a promise I can't remember making. But something is wrong. The world feels... stuck, repeating itself like a broken record. Shadows move where they shouldn't. Time bends in ways I can't explain. And the deeper I search for answers, the clearer it becomes-this isn't just about me. There's something out there, buried in the loops of time. Watching. Waiting. If I break free, will I find the truth? Or will I disappear like everything else? When the stars grant a wish, what do they take in return?

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