Alpha walked alone through the forest, seemingly in thought. She was truly careless and cold outside, but in reality, it was because they are not her friends (though she doesn’t want to befriend them). She went back to her memories, most forgotten, so she is trying to remember bit by bit. Xavier, Nolle, Lan Feng…. Names all too familiar, yet too distant. “Guess my other self has a lot of friends, huh..?” Though she does not really focus too much on it right now. Instead, she went to another memory. Yellow halls, yellow carpets, yellow King, and ‘It’ telling her of a profound fate universes will go through. But does she really care? Once again, no. It was distant and long, so she is trying to enjoy most of the time she had alive, even if she knew she probably couldn’t die. But still, she couldn't stop going back to one certain conversation... "...have you faced my Master?" “Possibly. That could explain why you intrigue me.” "...the Outer God Of Knowledge. Ring anything?" “Indeed. It does. What a pleasant surprise to meet you then.” The King. 'He had mentioned being face to face with some of the most powerful beings in existence... So he had met her 'Master', hadn't he? She wondered how, she wondered when, she wondered why, and she wondered where. To her, that place was a reminiscent memory. A place so impossible, far beyond existence; yet the King faced who owned her, who chose her, and now it reminded her of a few things. Carcosa. The Trichilliocosm. ■■■ Cyberspace. Original ■■■■■. The ■■■■ ■■■■■■■. ■■■ ■■■ ■■ ■■ ■■■. ■■■ ■■■ ■■ ■■■ ■■■■■■■■. ■■■■■■■■. The farther she drifts away, the more censored it gets. For if she were to consume it all at once, she would've gone insane.
