ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ:@tenaciousTheologist The whispers were too loud, they plagued your every waking moment and grew cacophonous in your slumber. No matter what, you knew, you always knew, what was a to be seer good for anyway? They twisted your mind, convinced and coerced you out of the very thing that makes you human, but even your soul couldn't satisfy. What was possibly left after every avenue had been tested and none wrought a path of triumph? When you had nothing left to give? Yet you did, the all-consuming darkness told you so, one last thing you could sacrifice, a final effort for the sake of your entire timeline. You never found out what happened in the final moments of your session, did you? Was it all in vain? Did any survive? Did your swan dive have any affect at all, or was it just another selfish act of escapism? Why were you allowed to crawl back out of purgation? Suffer your sins, Seer, stare into your abyss, it was your own doing. You are profoundly alone. But are you truly? I suppose it matters not. We know who's fault this is. πΌπππππ’ πππ
Some things are best left dead and buried... #cw-self-harm #Horror
It will be here when you are ready