When I see this place, it makes me realise…

Some versions of me were luckier. They lived in worlds that had no threat; they did not make the choices I had to make.

As I sit here, looking through the eyes of another me at a world I would have killed to inhabit, it makes me realise how utterly pointless my own universes are. I mean… what’s it all for?

Am I really going to ignore everything that got me here?

The sins I committed?

Oh, god, I’m so alone. I’ve done things that nobody should ever have done. I have betrayed my family and friends alike, and there is nobody who would willingly trust me again. Even now, I sit in the darkness of this room and hide myself away from everyone.

They ask me whether I’m alright. They think they know me. But I gave them a fake name, and I wear a cloak to hide myself. In the light, I am but a muse, an assistant, but in the darkness of the void I am a god who wields infinite power.

Infinite power that I had to sacrifice everything to attain.

Was it worth it?

No, I do not think so. Her rage keeps her alive, and she is looking for me. One day she will find me, and she will kill me.

And the worst part is, I won’t fight back.

Because I deserve to die.