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The Sound of Silence

The Sound of Silence      Silence. It used to soothe me. Most of my earliest memories are filled with the rhythmic beeping of monitors and machines. After that, there was a blissful period of silence when the professor had finished his creation, and the only sounds that I couldn't escape were my own heartbeat and breath. Silence had been such a comfort to me then. I'd never really had friends growing up. Before I'd even begun to write, my malfunction had already presented itself. I was the weird kid who fell over all the time and screamed in pain when I tried to join in their games. It didn't take long for everyone on the playground to warn each other not to go near me.      "He's a freak."      "He pretends to be hurt and cries."      "His mommy always shouts at us when he starts crying over nothing."      … that one can't be true. I can't even trust my own memories anymore. Not the point anyway. Or is it? …
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Interim 3: The Case of the Phantom Thief

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Interim 3: The Case of the Phantom Thief  Content Warnings: Death, gore, self-harm.   Central Republic used lights sparingly, but the duoverse was ever a beacon in the night. The artificial allure of The Republic was an illicium to the denizens of the dark, but only to those who could afford to see it. Leaving the central area, even the duoverse itself faded into the graveyard that remained of The Doomers' lost civilization. Many of the buildings on the outskirts themselves were remnants from a lost age. Abandoned and forgotten. Left to collapse in on themselves as a fitting monument to those who dug too deep to build too high.   With their creators long gone, the monuments had become infested with parasites: the lower class citizens of The Republic that couldn't survive in her radiance. At such a distance from fulfilment centers and the amenities that acted as bread and circus to the masses, life here was tough. Those that owned the so called housing this far from the city cen
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Chapter 5 - Family Roots

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Chapter 5 - Family Roots Content Warnings: gore, death. Art by 4ShiFeng: https://twitter.com/4Shifeng/status/1517004352103362560      Darkness. Silence. A moment of peace. I'm underwater. Far beneath the surface and sinking deeper as time passes. The further I go, the darker it gets, and the more pressure I feel from all directions. A blanket that swaddles me in the cold expanse of the ocean. Far away from the metal, neon and plastic above. Even out of reach of the burning flame that scorches life down to the genetic level. At this depth there might not even be any difference form before the fall. An alien world that has never seen light that wasn't alive itself.    Those tiny stars in the dark, innumerable and in all directions are little satellites that gravitate around me as though I am the center of a galaxy.   I've been down here before. My own little abyss. One of the few places I can find comfort and calm. The first time, I was a boy so entranced by the lights that I
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