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A transparent consciousness wandered through the void, devoid of matter or form, its lingering memories the only thing keeping it alive conscious.

The void around him, devoid of color or temperature, acted like a prison, keeping his mind in chains.

"Is this the fate of those who go against the natural order?"

The consciousness pondered as his mind wandered through a few happy moments in his memories.

With the passage of time, that more behaved to an eternity. His memories become more and more scarce, his life, his sensations, people, everything was deteriorating in the face of the flow of time.

Yet, somewhere in his mind, his conscience refused to let go of a memory, working his very existence at risk to hold on to it.

The emptiness around him exerts more and more pressure, as if he were trying to squeeze something out of that lost soul.

" ONLY OVER MY DEAD BODY! "

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