- Unreliable Narrator

 - Is it a fanfiction or a diary? 

- Do you ever wonder why? I do

I don't care for you to know a thing about me. I am not a person I am an entity, as real to you as the books themselves. They exist here, in my corner of the digital pocket dimension, but in a moment they could vanish. Completely erased along with any trace of my existence. This scares me immensely. I do not wish to be forgotten. But time is not a man with a bushy white beard and severe eyes, time is the evolution of matter. The endless spiral of something into nothing, making the nothingness into tangible life. 
Matter cannot be created nor destroyed. But memories can.