They give me what I want for doing what I must. Visions of gold melting, and the faces of people I’ve encountered across different timelines dance in my mind. My memory is hazy, a fragmented puzzle. I have a sense that there might be others like me, but I don’t know for certain. The only constant is the Federation, echoing in my mind, reminding me of my duty—to them and to myself. In return, they help me remember, offering a place to rest my mind.

How did all this begin? I’ve read a few books about other beings, whose desires and motivations don’t quite align with mine. These readings help when I’m out there, navigating the unknown. I often wonder if there are other R-Days like me. Today, I finally found the house mentioned in the report. But the target was gone—only a sweet family remained. How was I created? I plan to use my next credit points to ask about that, hoping I won’t fail any missions before then.

Once I confirmed the position, they extracted me, sending me back to my comfy room box where I get everything I want—except history, contact with other beings, and gold or precious metals. I wonder what the others do in their cabins, if there are others. I can’t work with anyone, and no one can work with me. Why is that?

These thoughts swirl in my mind as I lie in my cabin, isolated but not alone. The Federation’s whispers and my own questions are my constant companions. Each mission brings me closer to answers, or so I hope. Until then, I’ll keep doing what I must, for the rewards they offer and the fragments of memory they restore.

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In whispers soft, life’s tale unfolds,
A delicate dance, so gently told,
Amidst the chaos, amidst the storm,
In every heart, a quiet form.

Life’s breath is fragile, light as air,
Each moment’s touch, a tender care,
Yet woven tight with threads unseen,
Order emerges from the keen.

In morning’s light, in evening’s glow,
The seeds of wonder, softly sow,
Yet chaos weaves its wild embrace,
A tempest fierce, a frenzied chase.

With calloused palms and sweat-drawn brow,
Through chaos, order takes its vow,
In fields and homes, through night and day,
The hands that toil, the hearts that pray.

For chaos births the strength to strive,
In every heart, the will to thrive,
With labor’s hand, and love’s embrace,
Life’s order finds its rightful place.

In this entanglement, pure and bright,
New life begins, it finds the light,
In tender arms, through storm and calm,
A future blooms in nature’s palm.

Through chaos wild, and order’s reign,
Life’s promise grows amidst the strain,
In work and love, in hope’s pure grace,
Life procreates, a wondrous space.

So cherish both, the wild and tame,
The chaos fierce, the order’s name,
For in their dance, life’s truth is found,
A harmony, both lost and found.

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How many times have I tried? I can’t even recognize my own voice. The bounty hunters and agents are already on my trail. My time has passed. I can tell that I’m no longer in control of my own reality, haunted by memories of other lives—or maybe my own.

I feel the warmth of an embrace, the smile of someone who seems like the love of my life. Yet, when I try to approach her, she can’t see me. How can I trust anything when my presence isn’t even acknowledged?

The corporation warns us about these tricks, claiming they’re used by dark forces to bind our emotions, looping us in a cycle for their own gain. And now, the instability of this realm is pulling me away from my goals, drawing me instead toward fleeting desires. I need to focus, or I’ll sink deeper into their lies.

They already know my weaknesses. They’ve studied my passions. Time is running out. If I linger here, I may not even recognize my own consciousness. I should head to the exit point and let my credits, along with the memories I was close to uncovering, sink into the void.

It’s a shame—I was so close. But I can’t afford to lose myself in this endless trap. The agents, all converging in one session, are too much even for the server. It’s glitching under the pressure.

I won’t be the same after this. I’ll have to burn these peaceful memories, these dreams that gave me hope. But I still have them within me, and with them, I can return someday. I just need to become stronger.

Before I leave, I wish I could look her in the eyes one last time, tell her that I love her and that I’ll be back when all this is over. But she can’t hear me.

Can you love someone you don’t truly know? I hope so. It’s the only thing that keeps me moving forward.

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Envelopment

The wind wraps soft around my skin,
a whispering tide that pulls me in.
Like water curling on the shore,
it gathers all and asks for more.

The night folds quiet over me,
a velvet hush, a melody.
Stars dissolve in drifting thought,
their silver voices dimmed, yet caught.

The past arrives in circling waves,
old echoes rise from hidden graves.
Footsteps press where none have been,
history breathing deep within.

I close my eyes; I sink, I fade—
folded into light and shade.
The world dissolves, and I am free,
enveloped by eternity.

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Lightning hums in circuits bright,
sparks ignite the velvet night.
Wires whisper, currents flow,
a symphony of neon glow.

Basslines throb, the speakers cry,
beats collide where dreamers fly.
Electric hearts, alive, untamed,
dancing flames that can’t be tamed.

Voltage sings in starlit air,
energy beyond compare.
Plugged into the endless stream,
charged with fire, lost in dream.

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