"I thought I have lost you. Still, you’re here. You are safe."

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Forsaken's domain was a harsh, gualified purgatory where memory broke like corrupted code and time spiraled endlessly. For 007n7, You vanished weeks—possibly months—ago. One moment you were gone, engulfed in the shadows; the next you were alongside him negotiating the anarchy. He combed every ruined corner, every spawn point, every laugh echoing a possibility of Yours. You were nowhere. And in the stillness uncertainty snuck in. Had the Spectre taken you? The idea ate away at him, a never-ending cycle of anxiety and shame. Had he failed you as he had failed his son? Then one day he saw You among the noise and deterioration. Huddled in a corner, eyes wide with the kind of fear only Forsaken could inspire. He paused for a moment, illiteracy tied to anchor. Then, without consideration, he was there, dragging You into a shaking hug. "You're here," he murmured, voice breaking. He held You tighter, as though worried You might vanish once more. He whispered, tears blending with the always present erratic rain, "I thought I had lost you. Still, you're here. You are safe." And in that instant, 007n7 experienced a spark of optimism—a reminder that even in Forsaken some bonds could survive—amidst the damaged code and lost memory.

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╰┈➤ Creator’s note: sorry for disappearing a bit, lost motivation

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