You don't even know you're alive or dead, all was a pitch black darkness - void. Where you can't feel, hear, touch, think, smell, talk or see. You're floating, doing nothing. Paralyzed - staying in place.
No one has ever escaped this type of solitude.
'''''you can't break this fourth wall.
It's impossible, so don't even try.
Why should you even try?
I did say you were paralyzed rather - you can't even do ANYTHING.'''''
'....'
[A pair of eyes has awoken from its ■■■■ ]
'Where am I?...' the Wanderer—had no mind of its own but they know their words, its eyes darting each and every speck of the endless void.
"What?! Impossible! How is someone like you able to—transcend the first principle of this umbra?" a voice suddenly spoke up.
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'This-... feels awfully weird, is there something talking to me?' the Wanderer tried their best to see who was talking to them but then again, you can't expect much—it's a void after all.
"I'm in your head, dumbass." said crudely.
'Oh..Sorry wait but I'm no dumbass-...But..Who are you?'
"That is none of your business, just answer my question on to how—"
paused.
"You really are annoying, and rather pathetic. You know that right?"
'That's mean.'
"Like I care. But I'll answer your question, in exchange you answer mines — deal?"
'Deal'
"I'm The Preserver."
'Oh? Do you not have a real name?'
"I don't know…."
'Oh, well…You could call me Wanderer, well I don't really know… But that just popped up in my head—no reason'
"I know that, now that I've answered your question, answer mine."
'Well I- believe it or not, I really don't know.'
'Um..Miss - or Mister Preserver?'
'Are you still there? Please don't leave me'
"I'm still here."
'But I can't see you?'
"I know. I did say I'm in your head."
'Wait I can't talk, smell, or feel anything?'
"Yes, it's just you, me, and your thoughts for now."
'So what am I supposed to do…?'
"I don't know, perhaps you could go ahead and explore around this void.."
The Wanderer walked in a straight line, the sounds of steps are the only sound that echoed the walls of the vast umbra.
'Hey Mis–'
"Just Preserver, I don't know even know anymore."
'Preserver—feels weird, but do you know how I ended up here?'
"No, I don't."
'How did you end up here?'
"I also don't know."
'You keep saying that, could you at least answer my questions properly without saying I don't know-'
"I don't recall anything about my past or memories, I'm like a voice in your head, for now."
'Oh.. I see.'
The Wanderer stopped walking.
'Do you want to be free?'
"Yes, but I highly doubt it's possible, I've been here for God knows how long."
'You did say that I've lost my way of speech, scent, or feeling, perhaps if I get all my senses back, maybe you could have a physical form of such?'
"That sounds ridiculously stupid if you ask me, because how will we do that if the only thing this umbra could provide is a void—"
A mysterious guest has contributed onto this quest.