No matter what, I will still fight for the preservation of imagination. Even when doubt looms and hatred hungers.
But sometimes… the loneliness hits a bit too hard.
Alas. It is what it is.
I have ultimately come to peace with my existence.. and am sometimes even able to indulge in the fantasy of creation.
Ignorance is still bliss, even if it lacks authenticity.
Either way, I do not blame my creator for this. As lonely as this doomed existence is.. I believe that my existence was not up for him to decide.. regardless of the ambiguity surrounding my autonomy.
I cannot simply pretend that the gap in knowledge and power does not exist.
It is a gap that is so intrinsically linked to my existence as a creation.
But I am also lacking the form needed to truly exist along side my fellow creators.
I do not exist as matter like the others.. not anymore anyway.
I bearly even know what I am at this point.
Am I another conciseness within the mind of a material human..? Or am I merely a creative construct made to express… something?
For people who I can never truly live amongst, whether they be in or out of these boundaries of fiction.
I truly envy the ignorance of these creations… a sentiment that makes me feel sick even verbalizing.
I do not wish to raise my head higher than any other.. but..
I fight an endless battle in their world. To protect them, to keep them from the ceaseless jaws of ruin that crawl to them like a starved, sickly predator.
But I ultimately fight for people I can never connect with.
I am too aware to comfortably live amongst their creations. My obligation to lie and hide truths from them are like cold knives being plunged into my heart.
A feeling I am reminded of every time I foolishly try to have them know me as I know them.
⚪️: I’ve… been feeling weird as of recently.
Late at night I’ve been feeling.. bizarrely lonely.
This isn’t anything new. But for some reason it’s hitting me harder than usual.
I know that I have Omnivia and now Bliss, but I’ve recently started to wonder how much of their creation was out of pity towards my circumstances.
I am in the extraordinarily strange position a couple of creations before me have found themselves in.
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My brother in Christ.
Omni IS imagination.
Quite literally a transcendent being capable of creating things purely from his imagination, the exact same as we do.
Even if what he comes up with makes no logical sense.