A New Epoch

A New Epoch

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"Be a game changer! Life is a game, and the world is already full of players." *** An unfair System exists in the world. An omnipotent and omniscient one. Despite its game-like interface, the system was, in fact, nowhere close to a game. It controlled the paths of every living being within its range. And so, the Will of the Universe took action. "The Proof of Declarators will awaken upon reaching the Edge, and the world's game will be broken by the Declarators." It was a prophecy that Eric Holton, the last of the Family of Declarators, fulfilled. The 'Proof of Declarators' awakened, and Eric, the last of them, inherited a Gift from the universe-Gift of the Forgotten. As his life changed drastically, he will soon come to remember.. That this life is a journey he had experienced countless times before. A pointless adventure filled with sorrow and sacrifices. He continued his role that day. Instead of a mere pawn on the board, he will become an existence outside of it-a revolutionary who will stop the accursed game.
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A happy childhood, a so-so adolescence. Then adulthood arrived, and everything went to hell. And by everything, I mean it. Grown-up life is truly a wonderful, dazzling adventure! A job that drains your soul, stripping away any will to live while fueling a more or less justified homicidal instinct; depression knocking at the door with a lovely bouquet of red roses and, last but not least, the remnants of a social life buried somewhere under my shoes. Not the ones I'm wearing now; those are slippers, big difference. I mean the pretty ones in the cabinet that I haven't touched in five years. Love can be destructive. It catches you, ensnares you, devours you, and if you're unlucky enough, it leaves you standing in nothing but your underwear before reducing you to ashes. I had made peace with my "and she lived single, forever unhappy but safe" fate. A house, one, four, eight, maybe twenty cats and a future as flat as a heart monitor that's given up the ghost. No joys, minimal suffering, because there's only so much a heart can take before it calls it quits. And honestly? Fuck it, I'd been through enough. ... But he changed everything. In the worst, most terrifying way possible. From this abyss, I may never climb back out.

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