Since December 29th, 2023.... I've been... here. I don't even remember how. I should be dead... and yet... here I am... I should not be here. I woke up in an orange hallway, next to the theater, and then I announced myself right then and there. I... I don't do that. I never... do that.

Why am I back?

How am I back?

Did someone do this to torture me?! I kidnapped that 'Ruin' freak, and yet, he wanted to act all innocent and say that he didn't do it. He purposefully set me up to go to the creator, and that bastard didn't do it either!

I have these... directives?! Text files... they can't even be deleted unless I want to die. But then, I'll just come back again. I have magic.... I do not know how I required them.

Now.... here I am... trapped in this hellhole with two forces of barriers with a goddamn magic barrier and an invisible barrier... similar to how 'Old Moon' used on Sun back when he was on a murderous spree.

This... this is how I die... again... I was blown up in a different dimension... and now... I'm going to die. I'm going to die again... and again... and again...

Pretty pathetic... once again...

....I'm... I'm scared.

I... I don't want to come back. I don't want to die. I don't want to relieve every. Single. Waking moment that I have to be STUCK here in agony and pain!!!

Maybe... maybe I can free myself... maybe...

Maybe I'll just let fate decide my destiny.