Ugly Fates

To cycle through rebirth, is it truly our will to live once more, under fate's heavy quill?
To wear misfortune's mask, a new identity to seal
Tell me, how would your soul feel?
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Tom awoke to find himself trapped in a dark void, facing off against a spirited little being.
"Fate is as straight as a thread, in each life you've had, it has always ended the same way," said the creature, with a mocking tone.
"Pardon?" asked Tom.
"Honestly, I was hoping for a better reaction," said the being, its form fuzzy, "but it doesn't matter. Now that you're awake again, do your job."
"My job?"
"Yes," the creature chuckled with a tone of weariness, "watch all your miserable past lives, remember my name, and get us both out of here."
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**WARNING** This story contains some uncomfortable/ heavy themes.