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Intermission: The first of many

Intermission: The first of many

I have finally done it.

I am the first of the fairies-...

No. The first of these countless number of fools that would never see the light that I am seeing - the culmination of my people’s work; the apex of history.

Decades of work finally bore results, and I took the opportunity to bite into the forbidden fruit first. My eyes are seeing things that no mere mortal could, my senses are endless and without limit, and my knowledge have reached divinity.

I have ascended! Without a doubt, I have become a god!

The light, the walls, the floor - all meaningless to me. I can see through everything! With just a flick of my fingers, I disassembled everything for me to see.

Truly ecstatic and rapturous.

The people that sought to do me harm are no more. With just a snap, they were gone.

And with another thought, they are back for me to torture. One second, they are gone; another second, they are suffering.

Truly magnificent.

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No.

What is this?

If… they could be made into life and be undone…

What am I?

Was I also flicked into existence?

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Am I real?

I can’t be fake! That’s an impossible notion!

The blood that drips down, the pain I am feeling, the feelings… the feelings…

The feelings are real.

I cut off my arm and I feel pain. Doesn’t that mean I’m real?

No… but I just reattached it without problem. Was the pain even real?

This body…

It can’t be! It’s not mine! Of course! My mind is mine, but the body isn’t!

If I kill myself, would my mind be free?

No! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO N ON O NO N O N O N ONONNONNONONONONNONONONONONONONNONONONONONONNO

Why can’t I die?! I killed myself. Over and over and over. Yet, I'm still here?!

Is this truly my mind?!

This blood! It’s not my blood flowing through this body!

My throat! It itches! I keep digging into my neck, but why can I feel the pain when it isn’t even my body?! Someone help me!

I can’t scratch my neck! Where is it?! WHERE IS MY BODY?

mY boDY iTChEs

Where is my sight? Is this world real?! Am I truly seeing?! How long has it been since I…

When was I born? When did I ever think? Who is the real one? This whole dream…

It’s...

tHiS bOdY iS So ItChY

I must remove everything! It hurts! IT HURTS! IT’S ALL NOT REAL!

gIvE me BaCk mY BoDy!

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“What’s this? A sea bass? Why do you fish all look the same?” I complained as I raised the fish to inspect it. I checked its weight blindly and felt that it was heavy, so I tossed it into my bucket.

“Wait… if it’s a sea bass, how did I get it in this lake?” I pondered for a moment before realizing, “Of course! That’s because I’m the one and only Boss! Truly I am so skilled that I managed to catch a sea bass from a lake!”

Thus, I continued fishing.