Reptilia -【 DTAE: PMV/AMV+ art 】

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“ These…creatures are following me everywhere. It’s driving me crazy. ,, 【Orpheus Pierce】 ——— 「DOB：10.31.xx01」 「Gender：Male」 「Age Range：Mid 20s」 「Occupation：Investigative Journalist」 「Weapon: Makeshift Bayonet」 Weapon description- 》 rifle with a scope mounted on. Had a sword—the tip shaped like a fountain pen—attached to the bottom of the barrel ——— JOURNAL. . . . Entry 003 11.23.xx22 > I’ve been seeing things lately. Not anything that would affect my ability to perform everyday tasks or anything like that, but it’s concerning how—real—these hallucinations seem. I think that there could be a correlation between these strange occurrences and real life situations, however. A month ago, it snowed for the first time this winter. Great right? Shows how the Archegos still don’t have control over everything. Light snow turned into a storm, then a blizzard. Really, it all happened so fast. But, after the storm had passed, police had it that Jamie had fatal frostbite. I’ve seen her during the attempted recovery, with her arm as dark as the jacket she always wears. She was heading out to visit family. Such a lovely act turned into devastating news for everyone. But anyways, here’s the thing. I’ve been seeing this ferret looking critter. What’s unusual about it is that it has the same pattern as Jamie’s jacket. What’s even more interesting is the fact that it only shows during winter, and appears everywhere. And I mean. Everywhere. Why am I seeing this? I have no idea. It’s as if this creature’s trying to make me feel, guilty of something. I’m not. It was Jamie’s ultimate choice to leave, and she was the one who didn’t check the weather. . . . Entry 004 11.30.xx22 > They can talk now. As if things couldn’t have gotten more difficult, with its ever increasing frequency of occurrence, it talks. Or—more so mumbles. It’s really putting me on edge, really getting difficult for me to concentrate. Went in a crime scene, and I can’t focus on remembering what the witnesses say. It’s causing my professional and personal life to change. I need this to stop. . . . Entry 021 05.14.xx24 > my endurance is running out. I’ve tried focusing on other topics for the past year, but I think I should come back to this topic. Writing about other topics, creating a story with these hallucinations, was supposed to stop them from appearing from reality. I know they’re fake, but they’re really capable of messing with my consciousness. It was working, until recently. These “characters” have been increasing ever since 003. I swear, every investigation I perform adds another creature in my life. Their cacophony of noise has dimmed, until, when our journey happened. It was such a big thing. We wanted to escape the noise from our past, run away to new opportunities, forget our struggles. Worked so hard to try and get what we always wanted: recognition. A small detail, walking 10 steps ahead, caused Charlotte’s end to this adventure we took. I tried to help her. I really did. Burn marks to prove my attempts at moving away the rubble. But it was futile. I never saw her underneath, she must have been really been suffocating, suffering. But after I couldn’t do anything, everything came back to me. I couldn’t do anything. . . . Entry 030 06.28.xx24 > I’ve found someone who can help me. I met a doctor. Consulted with him about the symptoms I’ve been having. He said that it could be related to where I came from, the unstable air causing alterations in my neurological system—which I’m unsure about, but I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt. It feels more as if I’m just a charm of bad luck. The harbinger of death and disappearance, I suppose, but a scientific approach to it would be nice. ——— Ain’t no one reading all of that LOL