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After... jack knows how long, I'm back. But after being just a ghost, only spectating this world, I know it all. That demon. I know its many faces, and how those faces would look at me had I been there. Its disappearances, their destination or perhaps destinations are the only logs I do not know both ends of. Through my ghostship, I now know the only thing this world needs. It is liberation from the demon, the rolling tongue of the lie which knows no bounds.
As I looked at the jar of peanut butter the grass one threw into the liquid void that now lined the ground of this rogue planet that used to bear the name Earth, my form, naturally seeking once again a source of vitality, attracted itself to the jar. The liquid void itself helped bind my own self to the inanimate object. I had wondered how we objects came to life, but now I had found the answer.
Well, perhaps only one of the answers. Those recovery machines still puzzle me in how they do not corrupt, and how across instances of one’s life, memories even directly prior to their death still retain themselves.
As I became one with the jar, I felt what it was like to breathe, to be. The fluid lifted me to the surface. Bubbles of the air that somehow still existed floated down into my mouth to breathe, almost as if objects actually did need to breathe. Somehow, they can breathe fine in a vacuum, but only if they’re… allowed? Almost as if some omniscient being gave permission for the ability.
Eventually, I saw with flesh eyes the gravity of this world. No natural light entered nor exited. No anomalies, natural or otherwise, appeared in the unforgiving absence that is the cosmos. Well, I best believe that it is in the best interest of the population I get to going with these plans.
I know that this will take a season’s worth of time, perhaps more. In the contrary, I must instead haste to the Algebralien whatever they are, the one named Two. They seem to have ran the newest game the others have fallen into. Really, they time and time again compete for something with no real value, for what purpose? To say they have won something most of the others have never heard of? I will update this once I have informed Two of the plan. The plan I call… well, let’s just say this demon will be cast away.