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Survivor

It doesn't belong here. Just like me.

This is a guide to a faraway land.

You try my patience.

Sigh.

Ew.

Everything is suffering.

Sigh. It didn't work.

Why do I bother?

No use trying to break it there.

The ground shakes. Will it swallow me whole?

I now possess greater knowledge of this terrible world.

I would be trapped forever in this desolate room.

I am pursued by miscreants!

Nature is good for something after all.

achoo! achoo! sniff.

A veritable apocalypse of water.

I have become Death!

Time to collect the taxes I imposed on my subjects.

Ow! Prickly, like me.

Alas, death comes even to my tools.

Oh well, I didn't need it anyways.

This is heavier in the heat.

This is too hot. It weighs on my soul.

Darkness has returned!

Oh, goodness.

The sea offers up its bounty.

A treasure map... How exciting!

Life is too short to deal with such stubbornness.

Oh! I think it needs some more time.

Not with a bang, but with an ERUPTION!

Joy...

Even wetter than when I cry myself to sleep.

An eternity of moisture and sorrow.

The behemoth reveals itself!

Like Ishmael, my hunt is doomed.

I will find you, beast!

I emerge into this world once more.

Uh-oh. I think I should leave.

Death will find you!

Let death embrace you!

Suffer, worm!

I shall send you to the other side!

I will be your end!

You shall live. For now.

You've eluded death today, beast.

You'll appreciate the gift of life better now.

You should be thankful I'm sparing you.

I won't forget this.

That's my twin sister, Abigail.

It's pretty.

Abigail's Flower