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... ing else... yes. Even within the bizarre context of his life, this was fucked up.
Eastiel remembered everything. Not just his identity outside this makeshift, plasticine alternate universe, but his identity within it as well. It was a horrific double exposure. The cosmic horror of it...
Was it the forgetting? No. It was in the merging.
No. Actually, it made a kind of sense. It felt like he was still perfectly, entirely himself. He was Eastiel. But the prompt was different ...
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