Another somewhat unproductive day. I really feel this is another day of writing something that makes very little sense.
I feel my creation has achieved mind control over me and slowly has fed upon my life force. They grow stronger each day and soon I won't be able to write much more. They may just receive their wish and achieve silencing me. For the sickness I have must be from my creation. They want their secrets to remain in mystery. They want me under their control at the very least. I will have to destroy them soon. The sickness will soon take over my body and leave me between the lands of life and death.
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