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They don't know me...
It doesn't matter what I do.
Even tori barely recognizes me..
This place has a curse on it. Or maybe I'm the only cursed person. I've remembered everything since this place began existing. Only one guy has truly experienced as much suffering as me and few remember him. Yet I still have to carry on with most of myself scattered across the multiverse. I have a job to do, despite the phantom pain of all sorts of things from being on fire to having every bone in my body shattering spontaneously... how I put up with it?
The cyan glow in my eyes, it gives me a resistance to all of this... Consumption of blue objects keeps it shining, and therefore raw torture at bay.
...anyway. my job is to be one of the six SOULs to absorb by, well, you. That's the only reason I'm even here.. my fate is forever postponed, nothing allows me to end it all. Every piece of me would have to die at the same time... No reset alters it, obviously.
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Why am I venting to someone who barely knows me..?