It'd be...better if they could believe it, wouldn't it? It'd be nicer, and they could accept everything and be exactly what they're meant to be. Someone should be there for them, but everyone who's tried has been hurt, killed, worse; pieces in their own personal board game. That's what happens to people who try. They become tools, toys, for the cosmic entity so profoundly bored with itself that it decides to experiment.
Because it was never good enough to know that people's lives aren't meant to simply be played with.]
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It'd be...better if they could believe it, wouldn't it? It'd be nicer, and they could accept everything and be exactly what they're meant to be. Someone should be there for them, but everyone who's tried has been hurt, killed, worse; pieces in their own personal board game. That's what happens to people who try. They become tools, toys, for the cosmic entity so profoundly bored with itself that it decides to experiment.
Because it was never good enough to know that people's lives aren't meant to simply be played with.]
What about you?
[Someone should be there for her, too.]