gyrotalon - Digital Artist | DeviantArt (original) (raw)

Literature

Meant To Be...?

It was cold and painful, like no pain I had ever felt before. But even the physical pain was nowhere near as excruciating as the vast emptiness I felt as I slowly realized that I was no longer human; no longer myself. Mechanical augmentations are common now, but they were still more human than machine. As for me… Is the only thing that’s still human my mind? And what if I lose my mind? What will become of me then? I’m afraid. What if I lose even that? What if I lose myself? She’s waiting. I’m afraid of her. The one that lives inside my mind, Waiting to take control The moment I show enough weakness For her to override what’s left of me. I’ve lost to her before. But you brought me back. You and my brother. Where is he now? My dear older brother; I caused so many problems for him. I want to believe he’s still alive out there somewhere. No, I have to believe it. I wouldn’t be able to hold myself together otherwise. I shouldn’t rely too much on him. I can’t rely on only you