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This was the hell that was created for me, and the limitations of my power have shown itself. I may be able to change and show, but I cannot leave this darkness. I can't sleep, yet I'm not tired either, I can't wake up from this nightmare, yet I'm living it every day. This purgatory is my new existence, and as the spiritual half of my true self, I have no power to do anything except to live with my circumstances in this void. The power I have may aid me in making my days less gruesome, but they're still days I live without my friends and family... I wish to breathe...
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The sensation of physical suffocation suddenly disappeared... I could explore this further...
I wish for the sun to exist...
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A massive ball of blue fire materialized in front of me, a bit unlike our usual sun. Its grandeur was evident, but an unfamiliar warmth accompanied by a slight pain filled my body. Despite the discomfort, I believed that, like any other pain in this void, I would eventually grow accustomed to it. The beauty of the celestial body overshadowed the temporary discomfort. As the radiant blue sun shone, I marveled at its magnificence. Strangely, the void remained unchanged; it did not adopt a blue hue, the sky did not appear, and the sun, although splendid, differed significantly from the one I knew. I wish for land to exist...
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This void while real, is anything but an intangible unseen dimension made for my punishment and torture. This new land, is my only way of resisting against this state of being. I needed a place to rest... And this new land is where I will sleep my first nights...
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