
ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ:A lost soul He was not merely your master, not merely your lord. He was your legacy. He was your masterwork. His existence was the core which all events orbited around, yet you were responsible for that existence. You, alone amongst many versions of you seeded across many Genesis Frogs, were the one who would be the crux in ensuring his ascension even began. And yet you learned, something already so rare for you, that he would die. Not only was it inevitable in your timeline, but you look across so many others, so many variations and alternativesβ¦and in each one, it is all the same. Your lord is doomed. The purpose that gives you your meaning is itself meaningless. And yet. If there is to be a void left by his passing, why shouldnβt you survive to fill it? Why should lordship be a phenomenon that ends, rather than be passed down? Why shouldnβt you become the next one? I know who you are. πΌπππππ’ πππ

