Life is lonely, not a single being in this reality has anybody to rely on. And yet we all search for love and respect.
I realised this a long time ago, a whole universe of agony and despair is out there waiting for some kid with big dreams.
The whole concept of friends and family is a mystery to me. I have nobody in this reality, I walk amidst shadows of my past regrets, a stranger to existence.
As I look upon the realm of abyssal black I realise that I miss what I had never had.
I am a being, cursed by the Gods to be lonely on this pitiful, abyssal plain.
I have everything humans wish for yet nothing that they actually want. If I am a God then I am the most abysmal and isolated God.
Living is a curse and death a prize I have long wished for. If every step I took fixed one mistake I would walk for billions of years and still be alone.
Human beings aren't meant to be alone, it's not in their nature but am I even human anymore? Every action I've ever taken has led to this point and I regret them all.
I never wanted to be alone, I tried and tried for centuries to find love and kindness yet such matters seem to evade me.
All that exists for me in this plain of existence is death and isolation.
I am a God of suffering and death, a God of loneliness and darkness.
I am God of nothing and everything at the same time.
As I fall through this infinite pit of despair, I think upon every mistake I have ever made, if I trusted them then maybe I wouldn't have lost everything.
If I hadn't sacrificed everything for the sake of myself I wouldn't be in this mess.
If I turn time back then I can undo my mistakes, be a better person and become the only person to transcend the lies of existence.
Turning back time is no trivial matter however, only my corporeal body will be thrown back in time, the memories I have of my mistakes will vanish along with this current timeline.
The last task for this version of me is to rip open time on my way back through and leave clues as to stop the awful mistakes.
As I slip through the cogs of time a sense of happiness flows into my soul, a warm feeling I haven't felt in many millennia, as abyssal black turns to a vortex of many colours I use every memory in my mind to amplify my body and tear apart the threads binding time together.
I am free