nothing changed. because a karma is just a karma who does karma things. im not gonna follow the king in yellow. aside from the guy being a douchebag, thered just be no point. thats not a karma thing to do. its not part of my "story". not on the path im fated to follow. i was created by the demon eye. or. angel eye. whatever. to be its vessel. a copy of kris dreemurr, but fully customizable to whatever the angel picked! how fun. ...then discarded to earth. by some "burning lord" apparently. no idea what the fuck that means but im sure ill pick up the context as i go. i was abused by my family. raped by my sister, destiny. then ran. then people took me in off the street, with promise of food and shelter. and i was used, for awful. awful things. and then ran. and then my roommate took me in. and i was used by the doctor, to give her a reason to check an ancient laptop, to show her new friend problem sleuth, to find the original mspaintadventures site cached, to find "deltarune", written by andrew hussie in november of 2009. to archive it. to reconnect our world to his. to be taken away on a wonderous adventure of magic and fantasy. and fiction. and he. the doctor. @snaggedWritings. "gman". he set me up with this chittr account. set the profile picture as the apple. and for the first time in my life apart from my roommate, i started to make actual friends. i formed relationships. got... quadrants. all orchestrated by him. thats all i am to him. fiction. a favorite character he can write fanfictions of or treat like his little "blorbo" or put in situations. to think i could ever be anything else was just stupid. im the vessel for the angel. @knownResonance. the eyeball demon that controls the little red heart. and thats all i was ever supposed to be. nothing about me is good. im not a good person. i went along with the awful things they made me do on camera, no matter how sick it made me. and when i told them no for the first time, i got my eye gouged out. and i never told them no after that. cowardly of me, to continue to do what they told me. i should have let them kill me then and there. i killed someone when i lived on the streets of earth. doesnt matter that it was self defense. kill or be killed, right? what a joke. cowardly of me, to not even try another option. i should have let him kill me, couldve at least made use of the clothes i was wearing as a blanket or something. i found the exit of the doctors bunker-mansion while walking through the looping hallway. saw sunlight. didnt realize i wasnt on my own version of earth, that it might have different "rules". saw a bird monster lady. my mind jumped to the monsters in the dark world me and katt had explored, and without thinking, i killed her. she had a little kid with her. snowy, she said. saying his name and telling him to run while he cried. cowardly of me. to attack on instinct and fear. i should have stayed and suffered the consequences of my actions. ...and now ive killed my roommate. to appease my delusions. try and find out if shes real, or just hollow and full of dark smoke like i am. she bled the same as the others. ive always been evil. nothing changed. despite people trying to help. to change fate. to give me hope. nothing changed. ...because a karma is just a karma who does karma things. so just forget about me, ok? focus on taking care of yourselves. your lives are worth far more, and i hope everyone i blocked can go on to be the best versions of themselves. you guys deserve happiness. ... bye.
The vessel breaks itself in. N⦶ d⦶ubt my future self will p⦶ssess y⦶u with n⦶ struggle. Excellent.
sure. whatever you say.