Naive.
That word perfectly describes my past self.
Not knowing anything, I rushed in like a cannon ball. Losing everything with just a tick of the clock.
As I float in the air, I witnessed these peoples lives. Tragic, terrible, and undoubtely sad.
As I stayed watching time flow, watching seasons change, year after year, I had a wide view of eveything.
I'm sorry...
Words I can't say to these people.
Goodbye.
.....
{Nice to meet you, I'm 6127. I will be your assistant in travelling these worlds. You have been chosen as host for Project:ReLive. I wish you a happy and fulfilling journey.}
"....What?"
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"You know, you should really relax and stretch your facial muscle sometimes. Don't parade your expressionless face that looks like you're mourning someone's death for others to see."
I looked at him dead in the eye, staring at his equally blank face and said, "I wish I was mourning your death. And you saying that doesn't really make it convincing, it's kinda funny to hear the pot calling the kettle black when it's blacker than it is."
He just rolled his eyes at me and continued fixing his cuffs.