sorry, it seems I'm taking over this place

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. . .

[Disoriented. He's having trouble recalling the last thing he was doing, the last place he was. It feels out of place to be standing here, facing the ocean, limbs heavy and senses dulled. Like he isn't used to existing.

... That's right, he's a dead man.

Was it okay to keep defying the natural laws of life and death in this way?

And why was it so bright?]



[looks up and sees for a shocked moment that the sun is shining brightly but he isn't burning]

. . .

Heh.

[lighting up a cig from a pack he found on his person, he takes a drag while staring at the light even though his eyes hurt]



((Guess who's back not even two weeks later orz But Kia and I have a date so.))