《The Records Of Existence》Page 18 Pattern
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"If anyone is reading this, please help me.
I don't know where I am, I'm not even sure if this place actually exists, the only thing in this place is whispers and shadows of strange entities that seem to all say the same thing.
"Existence"
What does it mean? To exist? I have no knowledge or recollection of it's meaning, does that mean there's no purpose to it? The only thing I ever knew since I start remembering is this place.
Please... If anyone, anyone, is reading this. Please help me.
It hurts, the pain, the torture I feel to be in this place, this non-existent space..."
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"I've tried for countless times, but nothing ever called back, this void is endless, escape is impossible.
If you're reading this, I hope you suffer in your high and mighty world, no matter where you are, I hope you cherish that life of yours. So easy and without any pain, you took that for granted, didn't you?
If I ever escape this place, I will make you suffer like me, to suffer by isolation, to feel hopeless with no help in sight, to give up after endless and desperate cries, and to be imprisoned in this nothingness."
-ERROR, The Ultimate Pattern Screamer.
Note: ERROR, The Ultimate Pattern Screamer, is an entity that is created from nothing, therefore it doesn't exist, it is born from the remnant thoughts of others formed together to become a self-aware being, it does not exist. They hate their non-existence in nothingness, thus they blame it on the people who were the reason they exist, by screaming images of patterns at them, they grow stronger with every thought about them, the only solution to keep them from getting out is to simply think that it does not exist.
Comment: I was one of them.
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