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How long…. Has it been?

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Days…. Months…Years?

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Time loses meaning on these infinite white planes of sand.

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My name is Peter Parker.

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My name is Peter Parker.

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That is my name…. right?

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Its foggy his… memory's

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He can't remember right.

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Why is he here...how is he here?

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Stop

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Huh

You're hungry, aren't you?

Yes… he is.

Then why haven't you eaten.

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Why haven't he's eating.

No

He has eaten…. right after waking up…in this place.

Flashes of…. something…. memories? yes… but not his…. or rather not this version of him?

He was older….he was sixty…no he was in his seventy's.

He was fighting.

It was a monster.

It looks like a cross between a man, spider and demon.

It was horrifying monster…No…. that was himself?!

What?

Why was I fighting myself?

Why was I killing myself?

Why was I eating myself?

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What was I?

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Yes, I remember I was a hero.

A hero

A hero

I was a hero…...right.

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So, why am I here?

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I…

I died…. Yeah, I died.

I was killed…yes.

By myself…. No…. Yes?

What?

Whose memories are these?

They are mine.

And yet…not?

I am dead.

Yet I'm not.

I am-

Hungry

So

So

Hungry

Hargh

I fall in the sand.

The pain its back, the hunger is Back.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

I scream.

But it came as a horrendous howl.

It hurts.

It hurts so much.

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Shush

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I know it hurts.

It hurts doesn't it.

Something…or rather someone hugs me from the back.

It was female as I feel two very sizeable and perky breast on my back.

I ignore that…as the most important thing I feel is….

Warmth

So much Warmth

It been so long since I felt this…. Warmth.

When…Was the last time?

I know you're in pain.

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I know you have question.

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I will give them to you.

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So please,

Evolve and join me.

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An objective a purpose comes to me.

Vastor Lord

A name

A title

A existence that I must reach.

That I will reach

Yes

Yes, I will.

Good

I feel her lips on my own giving me a chaste kiss….god… she was so warmth.

I will be waiting for you.

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My beloved.

He wakes up startled in the sand.

My six arms move to take of the sand.

I questions was that real or have I finally gone insane.

That's until I see it.

A Scarf… it was black….no it was some primordial color rather.

Regardless

It was real.

She was real.

Who…was she?

Hunger

Hurght

No, no is not the time to think about that I need to evolve.

I need to eat.

And thankfully there are so many versions of himself ready to help him.

A rift appears before him a "throat" in the universe.

The hunt begins again.