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Ue
Legacy Name: Ue

The

Spectrum Keeto
Owner:

Asmodeus

Age: 15 years, 10 months, 2 weeks

Born: June 1st, 2008

Adopted: 15 years, 10 months, 2 weeks ago (Legacy)

Adopted: June 1st, 2008 (Legacy)

Statistics

Level: 8
Strength: 20
Defense: 20
Speed: 17
Health: 17
HP: 0/17
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

Awake

The "dream world". Neither here nor there, yet everywhere at once. We walk amongst you like ghosts, observing, laughing--

It is not the world of imagination that the sleeping mind escapes to at night; no such place exists. Only when you dream can we connect to you and influence you. Perhaps that's why this is called the "dream world"... Or perhaps it's because we are the dreamers.

Why do humans live such absurd lives? They did the craziest, nonsensical things. It was perplexing, but we didn't trouble ourselves over it much, if at all. Our job was simple and easy. Humans are so easy to mislead and entice. They had no idea of the worlds beyond their senses, the extent of the powers that created and surrounded them. Ahah! What fools...

We could live on forever. I was sure of this. We were not affected by time, nor did we notice its passing. The years went by, and the faith that kept us bound in this world steadily weakened. Wandering through the human world wraith-like was one thing; living in it was a whole different story. It held its risks as well...

How do they find purpose in their short lives? Why do they try?

Once you realize there is a question, that is when you begin to die. As you search for the answer, you begin to think, and feel, and regret--

Suddenly you notice the time passing, and it becomes unbearable. The lives you've come to know, and cherish, and mourn the loss of. Time passes on, and you yearn for the past where you did not love, did not hope, did not know pain and sadness, but it's too late, it's far too late.

The world is no longer a dream. We are awake in a cold reality, wishing it could end. Mortality no longer seemed like a weakness; enduring eternally was a most unappealing prospect.

I cannot live forever with all these memories.