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These were the sounds that defies the very concept of time.
These were the sounds which brought forth and build many nation.
These were the sounds that brought destruction to Earth.
These were the sounds that re-created Earth.
These were the sounds that decided life as a whole.
But most of all these were the sounds that curse me thru eternity.
Time what is time?
I have ask myself this question for so long.
So so long.
Till the point my concept of time has been or just seem mean less.
It said that time can fix anything.
If something stay in time long enough.
But too bad for the one who created such a cruel concept.
Time isn't absolute.
Nor is it relevant.
In the truest sense time is noting but an illusion.
But at the same time.
Time is necessary.
Time is order.
Time is Unity.
Without time we don't exist.
Without time life is pointless.
Without time existent is mean less.
Without time we have no proof of our existence.
But even with all that it still doesn't define what time truly is.
And that my friends is a question that even I don't know.
But if I have to say what time truly is for me then it would been one word.
And one word only.
And that word is a prison time is an eternal prison that trap every living been in it grasp.
From the day you were born.... no from the day were plan to come into existence.
Time has wrap it cruel hands around you and decide your fate before you are even born.
That just how omnipotent time is or that just how we perceive it to be.
Now boys and girl gather up around as I tell you how I became a prisoner of time.
Gather up around so I can share my despair.
Gather up around so I can tell you how time drove me into the path of madness.
How it slowly torcher me.
How slowly kill me.
How it slowly break me.
How slowly create me.
And How I accept time as my eternal warden in this prison of fate.
This is my story the story of how the stars became my friends
And how the planet became my room-mates.
And how I watch them die of an unjust death sentence or how they withered to time.
But enough of my worthless ramblings this is the story of how the gears of fate.
Lead me to my one thru master even if he succumbs to time.
I shall gladly perish with him for I have had enough of time.
This is a story of how I met my one sole reason for existing.
As the one who was created under the concept the one who serves.
And to begin my stories we most go back from the begging of my death sentence which I call.
The Era of Denial
In this world all things must come to an end.
even huge celestial body such a planets must see it cruel end but what happen when the selfish inhabitant refuse to succumbed to time and fight Fate it self and try to rebuild something that simply met its end because the planet it self simply died of old age.
A 1000 years ago Earth was destroyed not because of some outside event the planet simply run out of time as it met its blissful end as the planet life-span was no more, it would die a peaceful death.
But sadly it would live to see another end.
Human are creature that I the initial Y series Ryuzu who was created under the concept the one who serve simply for the reason of serving a planet re-created from gears due to humans and there refusal to succumbed to time.
I serve these humans gladly I was happy but till one day due simple malfunction within my imaginary gear I went into state of stagnation while keeping my consciousness active.
Who would have taught that this was just the beginning of an even worser hell that awaits me in, I live through countless attempts to reboot me but all had fail for a next 10,000 years I watch how many tried but all failed in the end.
I wait and wait and wait and wait but none were successful in repairing me; as time went on I was force to watch as the gears of this planet rust and the once intelligent race known as homo-sapiens vanish into dirt from which they came from.
And what was left was nothing more than a planet that slowly rust away into nothingness while the atmosphere crumble on it self leaving nothing but mayhem behind the planet tore apart and gravity collapse on it self.
This was when the planet met its final end as everything started to float in space I was no exception.
I continue floating and as I float I taught at first I taught everything was beautiful the endless stars the humongous gas giants.
But then time went on I saw many things one can even say I know my star system like it the back of my hand.
Time went on but I have a tendency to keep track of time I spent the first 2 million years doing nothing but floating in the never ending abyss known as space.
I taught everything around was just a dream maybe human are doing some type of mental experiment on me to test my resolve and how easy I would break everything alright I just have to wait yea I just have to wait.
The Era of Anger.
"How bloody long have I been trap in this never ending prison of black".
"Why cant I die why most I live through this".
"Is this my punishment for not serving humanity good enough".
"I hate it".
"I don't like it here".
"I'm alone im lonely im just hate it".
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
"Ahhh what was that? ahhh I see it a planet".
As I watch the giant red planets rotate at immense speed as it core crack like glass eventually collapsing on it own gravity which eventually cause massive explosion which send many waves of extremely powerful gravitational shock waves which cause me switch my trajectory even more.
The beautiful flames that contain precious life die out slowly as I watch it core crumble to dust and the planet itself withered slowly into the never ending vacuumed of interstellar space.
Strangely thou this for me wasn't a rare occurrence but one of many un-countless execution of my planet brethren and elder star I watch it all withered away into dust or became an emotionless freak of nature as the stars that shine bright turn into monstrous black holes luckily for me thou I wasn't caught up in any but was force to watch there bitter end.
This cycle continued my mind melt and my anger rises.
"I want to die im tired of been alone".
"I want to fade but older I get the more smarter I become".
"I want the light but all I see is darkness".
"I want warmth but coldness thicken around me as time passes".
Time goes on and I continue wondering thru empty space I just really hate my existent in a whole.
"Let me ask you this have you ever wish to fade into nothingness because I have".
The Era of Bargaining
"How long has my endless journey lost a 1000 years".
"10,000 years".
"1,000,000 years who knows probably even more but for me time is pointless at this point".
As time keep flowing I continue floating along with it cruel rhythm of motion.
Within this eternal despair my mind sunken to the point of no return I question my purposed or the reason for my existence.
"Am I Ryuzu who has suffered by the binds of time'.
"Or am I Ryuzu the one who serves"?
"Do I want to serve some one".
"No I most serve please anyone help me".
"My former creators are gone I'm desperate I would even serve fish if it means freedom from my prison".
"Anyone help".
"Please help".
"I'm alone".
"I'm useful".
"I have seen many things".
"I can comprehend multiple scenarios in a fraction of a second".
"So please anyone help, help, help, help, help, help, help, help, help, help, help, help me please".
Sadly thou I spent countless year wallowing in my self-delusion and hope that some-one might actually be capable of helping me.
It got even worse thou due to the course of the years of eternal stagnation my body finally begin to give into to time.
I molded, I rot, I decay, my skin falls, My gear rust I watch these series of event slowly torment me for all that I am.
I watch as my dream slowly slip from my grips as I watch my body give in to time I also find glee in death but what come after was the true hell. My body dies but my consciousness remain dormant and intact within my imaginary gear.
The Era of Depression
Does it matter how long I have been trap in this never ending hell.
My days are eternally continuous my life mean not in this spiral of constant loop of seeing star and planet dying, the never ending spiral vacuumed of space. Not to forget the lonely dead silent of space it self all I hear most of the time is what remain of my gears as I listen to my body slowly crumble in its already dead state.
My existence is mean less I care not what happen to me.
Everything around me is a lie.
The same as how time is an illusion does it really matter what I do and think honestly life is mean less.
"So much knowledge but no where to go".
"So much time but nothing to do".
"So much beauty but no one to admire it".
"Awwww sigh what the point in this point and time my taught are always on suicide related stuff along with my broken and scramble mind".
"Is life even worth thinking over".
"I cant move".
"I cant feel".
"My only friend is the dead silence of space".
"I'm truly am empty for I have nothing not even my reason".
The Era of Acceptance
Time flows without stop everything around me it is pointless and mean less everything that was once destined to be, come to abrupt stop as time it-self decide everything.
Luckily thou been trap within a prison has given me something no one else can give me. I watch everything around me come to an end and even I myself has come to realized that this was a blessing in disguise.
With eternal despair eventually come eternal solitude as I block all negativity, bad intentions, hate, anger, despair and all other emotion deep within my self-conscious pool.
I achieve thru happiness in my eternal diligence to me now this so call prison is nothing more than eternal enligthment as the year goes on I gain more power in term of the mind before me now is not a torcher but path that only I can understand.
The pleasure of letting go is one of the greatest type of pleasure why think when there nothing to think about, Why try to feel when there is nothing to feel, Why do anything when there is nothing to do.
I have seen it all happen over and over again do want to know what I saw well that simple nothing that all I see its not that I don't care but it irrelevant to care precious energy been waste needless emotions.
But who would have taught when one kill all emotion they still huger for the warm touch love if I have to say this loneliness it painful but nothing more painful than knowing that before someone finds you you will be long gone if not mind dead as my emotion withered so does my reason I honestly have no memory or I cant even remember the name of my sisters or creators haha how laughable.
"eventually it all shall end may it be in death or by miracle either way I shall be free and that all that's matter in the end".
But who would have taught when I accept my fate, time itself brought something I taught be impossible this was the first time I saw death in the form of a child as he himself laugh at the concept of time.
In my enligthment I notice something phenomenal reality and space around me become distort and the space surrounding me entirely tear as a black hole form below me and suck me in instantly devouring me.
"At this point I taught I met my maker who would of taught I actually did".