"Why, why is it again that all of my efforts were not of use" Blake says out into the mute void.
"Everything i decided to do was pointless"! Continuous rampaging thoughts beat down on him.
"Move forward? How can I do that when I've lost so much already"? The outlines of himself curl into the foetal position in the inky black void around him.
"What was the point of moving forward?". Doubt alongside terror, prod at his being without mercy.
"I couldn't do anything". Sadness and guilt starts to swell outward as it bursts from the confines of himself.
"EVEN WITH EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED EVEN WITH A POWER. DID IT EVEN MEAN ANYTHING"!
"IS THIS SOME SICK JOKE I'M NOT IN ON. AM I JUST DOOMED TO SUFFER"? Blake cries out in the endless void.
"I COULDN'T KEEP MY PROMISE DAD, LET ALONE MY OWN BODY"! Mournful cries escape Blake as he looks to his disembodied hands.
