an entity awoke in an endless darkness, there seemed to be a howling wind that would never relent and cold waves that would grace its face yet the entity remained docile and without thought, truly the entity had no reason to think, no past no present and no knowledge to guess a future. and so that entity sailed on an ocean bereft of emotion, a listless dream if you will. that entities sedentary state became more apparent as the remnants of waves became encrusted on its being, it did not even know that it was being carried by the waves underfoot nor what a wave was and so it stood there waiting. the waves brought the entity to a speck of light of which a voice higher than any heaven sounded, it brought with it a weight that pushed down on the entities very soul. the speck of light spoke these words

"art thee truly adrift in this endless sea?"

"doth seem so"

before it knew the entity had made a reply, the entity began to question. was that truly me? was there another adrift in this... sea? yet before its worries could cement its very being shook as the speck of light spoke once more

"then I grant upon thee an opportunity, the endless undulations of dreams figulated. upon dreary tears they grow fasciculate and calm despite the pain. child who knows their own crime sail forth beyond to a new dream bereft of unwary grime, bring upon them the sorrow of the night."

the speck of light disappeared after leaving a sentence that sense little, the entity felt its own body and realized that it was kneeling, did that speck control it or was there something else within?

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the entity waited there as questioning may be knew but it knew how too wait, maybe something would happen? and so it did, the entity fell within the waves and lost all senses that remained. there were many things that the entity did not know like that it would soon gain flesh or that lightning had illuminated the... crimson sea and the demented face on the remains of what had been the speck of light.

the entity felt pain as this was the first time it had been without the touch of the waves nor the sound of the waves, it truly felt... nothing, there was not a speck in sight, it could not scream for help... yet why would it want to? what was happening to it? why did it feel such pain at loneliness? the entities questions were soon answered as colour entered its mind, not through any semblance of a mind but instead through memories, memories of what seemed to be a past long gone, the entities past. NO it wasn't just some entity it was a person, it felt once more. thee being in search of a purpose delved ever deeper into these newfound memories like a starved beast devouring prey it frantically searched until it came across a memory that gave a warm feeling, it showed a man in a plastic suit slowly peeling the skin off of another man bound to a chair, this strangely brought great joy and fondness to the being. in the mans effort to find out his name he had lost sense of time, years possible decades had passed and he felt... he felt flesh, his own flesh. the man rejoiced screaming all his might, as he screamed he heard voices, the man screamed louder as he could hear once more and now that he thought about it the man opened his eyes.

the bright colours illuminated the back of his eyes bringing life the once barren graveyard of the mans soul, the world seemed so beautiful now, so many dancing colours that swirled around played before his very eyes. it took three months before the mans excitement had worn off and he had the capacity to look at himself... wait was he still a man?