okay i'm a little more Calm now. killin' shit is therapeutiC as hell, turns out. so apparently i'm in the 'medium' now. i don't know what that is or where the hell i am, 6ut it's a real pretty plaCe if y'ignore all the pissed off assholes Crawlin' out of the aCtual sand to try and fight me. gettin' here, the maChine gave me a shitty little statue of my lusus and i got so god damn mad at it that i spiked it into the ground and it shattered and uh... i guess that's what made me Come here. speakin' of, my lusus is dead. i shit you not it was like a movie, posnah was droppin' my 6athtu6 on top of some other maChine and my fuCkin' lusus *6usts through the wall* out of nowhere and CatChes it with his head. so the game literally didn't even let me kill that priCk after all this time, and to make it worse now he's a *ghost* and he's *still* a diCk. i'm takin' some time to myself to reCuperate, take stoCk. i'm still kinda freaked the fuCk out, and i swear there's somethin' watChin' me. not in like a vague sense, like as in i saw *somethin'* peerin' at me from 6ehind somethin'. not one of the murdery guys. somethin' else. Couldn't make it out and it was gone 6y the time i dared to go over. so uh... guess that's my life for now. sand. stars. murdery assholes. things stalkin' me from real far off. just uh... waitin' for further instruCtion i guess. i don't know. tired.
at this point in the game, 7ou should explore the land, figure out 7our role, and find some nonmurder7 gu7s and learn what’s what. get 7our bearings