Vampires often owned our lands, they kept the peace, and helped our settlements to prosper.īut this won't do at all. So be grateful for my hard work and just let me bleed you dry ! I'm doing this not for just myself, but for everyone. But you can help me and I will set this crumbled world right. What hundreds of years are you talking about ?Įvery sip, every drop of blood will go to satiate it. I don't know how long I will be able to keep my head straight ! If your farmers need help I would be glad to offer it. ![]() Do you really think I should try beating Omega in other possibilities?īut if you would like to try, you won’t have to ask me twice. I feel like now’s the time to draw a very important conclusion from it all. Becoming human made him compassionate, and he let himself be killed. That’s how I can show compassion and provide aid. In the land of the blind and the deaf, you must make yourself blind and deaf to understand them - isn’t that so? And that’s how I do it. I'm nearly dying of boredom from just this conversation. everyone else.Įverything seems primitive. Gods think in different ways and categories, unlike. When I change appearances, I don’t just put on a mask and pretend I’m someone else. I needed to focus my influence on this small area. Why did you pretend to be human all this time? Was it really necessary? The chain of chance events loses all meaning if even a single link is missing. The coin I tossed has landed the right way up. We wouldn’t even exist now.Įven if the priestess was right. Putting it simply, we’d all be dead already. I don’t know much about being a god, but I think He’d be able to do it in an instant. Who else would have the power to do such a thing? Well, that makes some sense, if you think about it. More like "the God has decided to erase his creation. We’re all sinners and now we’re doomed to face the holy wrath and the end of times? And only in death shall we find salvation? Stained-glass windows, halos, angel silhouettes all around. Is that a piece of glass sticking out of your shoulder? It’s only a little change, but it’s still something.Įven a small branch is enough to make a wooden fence exist without constant oversight. The things you find seem to "spread" stability to similar materials and things. How can you build anything with them?Ĭurious, huh? I realized it when I saw your campfire. The materials that survive your trips always look suitable for building.īut those are just pebbles and splinters. I’m afraid only you can solve this problem. You find a branch or a rock, turn away for a second, and it’s gone. However, we can’t build anything with the local materials. We have people with all sorts of skills - from the cook to the alchemist - but each needs a place to work. Time for the next step.Įxpanding the camp. Let’s talk about something more positive. So technically, you remembered that you forgot something. The path was empty again, and there was only darkness everywhere I looked. You’ve returned, and we still remember you. ![]() Here are the few things that survived the cataclysm and don’t vanish. ![]() A place where I can hear other people’s voices. For now I just want to have a place to return to. I don’t know how you managed to return, but for us leaving the group is too dangerous. Just don’t ask us to follow you out there. I’m too exhausted.īut we’ll be glad if you could help us. "Remember the world"? I don’t get what you’re talking about. I’m only beginning to remember the world as it was before.īut there’s no point to it without other people. Of course you can stay! I’d be very grateful if we could team up. There’s a campfire here, and enough space for a few sleeping bags. Listen, we can’t keep wandering in this emptiness anymore. We saw you leave, but you were gone before we could approach you. That’s why I remember so little about myself. Everyone else’s memories are not much better. It’s as if people are disappearing every day and we instantly forget they existed. We reached that conclusion based on the abandoned luggage and leftover daily rations.Įach day we see the signs of other people’s presence around us, but as far as we know they don’t exist and never did. These few people are all that’s left of our group. Where did you come from? Is there still a place without darkness? ![]() Survivors?! Does this mean I’m not alone anymore? Hey, everybody! The boy managed to return!
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