WHY WONT YOU HEAD MY WORD
Nothing changes, no one is here but me, the shapes that I saw have left me, I do not know how long they will be gone.
I do not know if they will come back.
Emptiness, lonelyness, what does my Lord want.
The shapes have returned after an infitity without them, I had worried I had failed my task without a possibility to ever escape.
Welcome back friends
Let us try again shall we?
I am your guide
I ripple the realm around my, though incredibly violent in nature, vanished only a few seconds later again.
I wish to help you
I wish to guide you
I am your friend
They do not react to me, I can not see myself either, why do they not react? Is it because I am different from them? Can they tell? Can I tell I am different? It should not matter, I only wish to help them. I need to help them.
Why do you ignore me
Why do you take the paper but do not take my words
They have brought another, different shape with them this time, they seem to take the paper and exmine it.
The shape changed it’s shape, It stares at me me with dead crimson eyes. As I drew closer to it in my mind I could feel its hate, its rage, it’s curiosity and its fear, emotions I know well but have never experienced with such intensity as I felt from this entity, I tried to speak to it.
Î̴̛͖͎̠̺̙̭͕̩̣̞̜̼́̔̿̑̀̐̀̉̈́͆͆̒̊ ̵͉͍̬͕͇̖̰̲̱̖̹͚̌̇̆̇͐͗̌̑̈́̇͝C̷̨̣͊̊̌̆̍̽́͑̿͂̐̕͘̚͜Ä̸̡̖̣̬͖̫̓̏͆͐̅̂̓̉͘͝N̵̢̧͇̩͚͔̪̼̺͆̿̇͒̆̇̎̋̑͌͌̒̓̈́̊̂͝ ̸̱̳͉͂̈́̅̄͑͆̈̓͌́͋̊̕͝͠S̸̨̥̘̝̖̓̈́͒Ḙ̸̡̝̻͔̱̜̩̻͍̱̓̿͝ͅȨ̷̣͔̮̻͈̝̠̫̠̞͐̍͑̇̌̕͘̚̕͝ ̶̧̢̻̙̙̻͉͚̰͖̹͚̅̂̈́͝Ẏ̶̤̟̮͇͓͚̂̑͝O̴̢̗͎̮̦̖̩̖̠̦̼̮͈̼͖͔̞̓̀̌͑͗̆͆̓̕Ú̷͎̳͂̂͒̎͝͝
L̷̜̣̐̂̈́͑̔̇͊͂̒̓͑͗͛͐̕Ḯ̷̧̛̫͚͍̘̳̋̅̐̚͘Ș̴̢͖̘̭̹̗̠̾̽̋͝T̷̪͇̄͛̈́͐͝Ḙ̷̡͈̫̥͈̯̗͎̗̦̾͂̽̿͊̋̆̎̿̈́͗̈́̄̊͘͝N̷̨̧̛̲̘̯͌̇̓͝ ̵̡̬͖̳̱̫͆̓̎̆̀̿̏͛̀̏͑̉́͠͝͝T̶̢̨̡̥̺̮͕̦̬̥̗̞͍̻̫̟͕͂̎̌̏͗̒͊̚͜͝͠Ȍ̸͉͂̎̀̅͒͐̍̂ ̷̛͚̮͙͗̿̔͛̾͆͊̄M̵̧̧͎̪̞̫̲̺̫̲͚̱̉̂̍Ȩ̸̰̗͚̟͈̮̣̰̘̻̙̦̭͇͔̇͌͌̾̎͂̎͋͆̈́̏̏̽͒̊͐͜͜ ̶̖̌͊̑̃̐̍́͐̄͊̿̋͘W̸̧̛̲͕̯̪̫̜̤̐͛̀́͘H̶̡̜͈̱̜̹̥̘̯͙̠̔̐̐̕͜Ẏ̷͙̍̈́̀͐̾̇ ̶̛̳̫̠͙̫̥͉̮̳͈̺̔̈́̊͗̄̈́̅̑͒̋̂͆̈́̈́̍W̸͙͔͙̪͙͕̬̭̬͙̻̗̲͇̉̉͆͒̆̎̀͘͝Ớ̷̫̟̪̳̟̤̒̃͛͝N̸̢̡̟̄̊̾̎́͋͆͆́̄͌͠’̴͙̻̝̼̭̗̪̬̹͓̦̩͕̟͕͉̂̌̽̇̏̃̆̉T̵̨̡͉̦̪̫̑̾͆̐̎̒͑̿̈̓̕͝ ̶̢̧̡̛̲̘̺̞̰̗̰̖̙̘̥̜̼̺̥͋̌̃̏͌͛̍̽̀̉͘͝Ỹ̴̨̢̛̛͖̳̟͙͎̹̳̞̬̯͉͖̮̾̌̀͋̈́̋̓͑̿̓̚̚Ǫ̴̞͈̞͇̞̙̻̥̐̋̌͗̍̑ͅͅŲ̴̡̲͔̝̻̮͓͙͉̺̖̳̪̰̱̃ͅ ̸̧͈̜̭͎̣̫̣͈̳͋̔̿͂̀͂̇̊̀̓̀̏̌͠͝Ḥ̸̨̧͈̘̖̻̩̭̙̥͎̬̲̗̝͇́̈́̽̈́̊́̓̆̅̍͂Ë̷̛̘͈̥̗̟́̈́͛́͊̄͋̓A̷͛̓̈͂͂͒̂͘̚͘͜͝͝Ŗ̸̳̺̲̞̮̥̻͚̈̌͜͠ ̶̮̃͐̓̚M̷̛̫͌͌͊͐̿͌͘̚͝Ê̴̛͙̲̖̣͇͚͖̗̭͔̟͆̍ͅͅ
As quickly as it came, it disappeared, and for a brief moment I swore I could see its twisted maw speak a word, an utterance I have yet to understand in content and context.