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[WP] You are a flower. They ignore you. No one knows you are sentient, and lived longer than some of their languages. Or was it a week? remembering is hard. You know many, yet not all, but; They ignore you. Because, You are a flower.
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[WP] You wished to be the most powerful one in the universe. One flooded with magic. Turns out the genie made you a sorcerer's sentient grimoire
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[TT] Some call you "reaper", but the real definition would be "soul-broker". You been taught that for beings like you, every soul richness is valuated in weight. The weight of their emotions and experiences. One day you find a particulary heavy soul. Actually, you cant lift it at all.
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[WP] One day you notice something odd on your screen, but cant tell exactly what. You look at it from the left, from above.. then you turn off the screen and notice a lot of weird patterns in the dust, like symbols. In a hunch you search and notice them in the windows too. The symbols are everywhere
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[WP] There isnt just one death, but a reaper for each of us. Their personality is exactly the opposite of their "client", representing what they miss.
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[WP] "... say that if you peep the keyhole of the doors standing in the woods by that artist you can sometimes see someone looking back, but you should never open the door if you do". You remember the story, heart pounding, wondering what to do. You see it, another eye. your hand already on the door
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[WP] Turns out, imaginary friends are very, very real. Everything was fine, until someone figured out a way to gave them a body.
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[WP] "The world was created by gods" you read. Annoyed, you leave the world on your side table, and decide to take the black nail polish and mascara once again. Sighing, you mumble "I hate typos..."
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[WP] Trying to get to the roof to see the eclipse, the elevator fails, over and over. You curse the damn old thing pressing random buttons until the doors open. Luckily the sky is still red, you made it in time! Only, two hours later is still red, and you cant find a single soul. Anywhere.
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[WP] People start to notice a pattern in books and paintings. A name, a symbol, clothing, half a face... It started as a joke, but now humanity has the collage of someone that could have influenced a lot of historic events across nearly three centuries. You tremble as the "face" enters the database.
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