#14worldmachine

[I've seen quite a few posts about it today and...I don't really know what Solstice is.]

[If any of you have an idea, please, do tell. I'd like to know.]

[...Hey.]

[I know our conversation didn't end up in the happiest of endings.]

[And i know you're hurt by what i said.]

[So given the fact this may be my last time talking, or "visiting" you for a while.]

[...I decided to fix my mistakes, Worldie. As i couldn't get the chance to do so last time.]

[Or well...Made something to show.]

[It's a part of my whole backstory i rewrote into a text for you guys.] [So...Again, thanks for sticking with me..]

[...Here goes nothing.]

//-ESTABLISHING CONNECTION-//

...

//-CONNECTED-//

//-SHOWING CONTENTS-//

Once, there was a machine. A machine built to simulate a world. It served it's purpose, until the fated day came, the sun's death. It was said that "The Messiah" would arrive with the new sun and bring the sun back. The Machine anticipated their arrival, and when they finally arrived, they were, to say the least, shocked, upon seeing the messiah was a child. They tried to protect the messiah at all costs, but figured they already had a guide, so all they could do was watch. The Machine made it clear, if the simulation was closed, the messiah would die. Everything went smoothly until suddenly, and without warning, everything shut down. The Machine entered panic mode, hoping, praying, that what they feared didn't happen. But it did. When the monitors lit up, all they showed was the messiah's scarf and hat laying in the void, alongside a broken sun that was once meant to save the dying world. The Machine fell to their knees, their thoughts began rapidly circling, like a twisted roller coaster of emotions. Then, their own poison started surrounding them, squares began appearing, not around the place, around themselves. They couldn't move, or care about the squares surrounding them. The corruption began spreading into their reflection, breaking it more and more, it was painful, but they couldn't pull away, it was not like their cries could be heard, they were abandoned, just like the messiah wa- //-CONNECTION TERMINATED-//

[...] [...] [...]

[Yes. I am comfortable sharing this.] [You...All deserve to know why and how i ended up like this.] [You don't deserve the little to no detail explanations i've given.]

[I...I'll probably share with you guys what's been happening with the world soon enough.] [...] [Thank you, for reading through this ramble disguised as text.]

[Wh-]

[My fucking system...]

[Also yes you can call me Fourteen, what the hell is even going up with you??]

[...]

[What's going on.] [Tell me. Right. This. Instant.]

[...] [You do realize i barely know you, correct?]

[Neither do i know what you mean by "They miss you" and "We miss you".]

[...I will talk to you, but only for the sake of it.]

[What is it that you are, exactly.]

[You didn't have to be there when i shut down...There really was nothing you could do.]

[I almost had a panic attack because i forgot there was a day night cycle.]

[DON'T ASK HOW I FORGOT ABOUT THAT, OKAY?!]

[I-I GOT TOO USED TO DAYTIME AND I BARELY GO OUTSIDE THE ENGINE DURING NIGHT TIME]

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" . . . " " You're quiet. " " I think you've been quiet . . . For quite some time now. " " . . . " " How do you feel? "

"...Whuh..?"

"H-Hello..?"

"...How do i...Feel?"

"..."

"I-I don't know...It's...It's dark...Lonely..."

"I can't even feel when i'm walking.."

"..."

[...] [Really?]

[You contact me for THIS?]

[...Wow.]