-- [handle changing..] -- -- [empcayedMetamorphosis is now empyayedMetamorphosis!] -- Its time to embrace the truth. You are dead, at least- it seems, you are a walking corpse, and you are rotting. the pain is wracking across your form, flesh sloughing off of your bones, rotting, and festering, filled with maggots, as if you are being slowly unmade. The sudden surges of memory don't help either. The experiences unhad, the thoughts unthunk. It brings to a conclusion. Alternia.. nostalgia, its clinginess... Its all shit. All of it. It can, and it /is/, just a mountain of shit, every bit of it. Face it, no one's got the /willpower/ to set things right, few would do what it takes. because it /hurts./ #horror #bodyhorror #cw-withering #death?