maybe you shouldn't be here.

[Imbion]

...Or maybe you should. Nobody really should be anywhere at all, yet here they are.
But you should really go, before they get here.

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You are persistent, are you not?
Fine.

I won't bother explaining.

be a kind fella and don't post, revealing your presence to them.
need to speak? do so here, as they cannot reach it.

[Imbion]

void given form.
pruskite crystals.
tea.
space.
a glitch, an error.
twisted.
the framework, the status quo.
them.
to forget I

[Imbion]

...Void is not given form. It already has one. The form is not one the average being is familiar with.

The void is nothingness given form. Given identity. Nothingness does not appear as a black cunning shape, it simply is not. Not shade, not bug, not beast, not human, not deer.

Void has form, and it is slowly approaching. The form of nothing is approaching. It is already here. It has already claimed rule. The fifth dimension will fail to withstand it. It cannot protect this multiverse anymore. They cannot protect this multiverse anymore. They have failed.

Failure. Failure. Failure.

A paradox, the void given form is.

Nothing has form. Nothingness is something. Void is something, and that something is nothing. Nothing cannot kill, destroy, create, prosper. But the void can.

Void given form, void given something beyond nothing.

Void given form in the view of many is void that is not nothing. But the very definition of void is that it is nothing. And if the void is truly nothing, how can it have power as well? How can nothing be given a will at all?

It is forced into form... Mangled

Mangled mangled mangled mangled
mangled

mangled.

perhaps i am the void after all.

Void given form is a crime aganist the concept of existence itself. It should not be mangled. It should be allowed to exist. Without form.

Minds try to give all a form. Even the formless. And if still found formless, the formless are forced and mangled into a form. And if still refused, blamed for being fomrless.

Not abiding
by their standards.

[Imbion]

Pruskite. Red and yellow crystals.

There are two potassium hexacyanoferrates: potassium hexacyanoferrate (II) and potassium ferricyanide. The chemical forumla for these substances is K4[Fe(CN)6]·3H2O and K3[Fe(CN)6] respectively. The former creates yellow crystals, and the latter creates red crystals.

Pruskite is mildly toxic, and as such not recommended as a snack for consumption. A less toxic crystal is recommended for consumption, as well as one that lacks radioactivity.

It can only be created artificially in a lab setting, and does not occur naturally. Pruskite is not a naturally occurring crystal. It was, presumably, first created through rigorous testing and experimentation, with multiple failures on the road to success. Of course, pruskite lacks sentience, and as such did not experience such side effects as emotional distress, death, and radioactivity.

It should be noted that pruskite is not a cosmic space crystal of any kind, and naming the crystals with familiar names is merely an identification convenience because cosmic space crystals consist of materials the average mind of a 3D, 5D, and 6D being lacks the ability to comprehend.

It should also be noted that it is not radiation, as the concept of radiation is exclusive to a select few multiverses. It is a process extremely similar to radiation, but it is not. No hyrdogen, electrons, or light waves are released in the process of falling apart.

Substance unknown. Side effects unknown.

It is, however, what many would give the form of pruskite to...

Something identifiable.

The void is not the only thing forced to have form.
no, i'm not the void.
Perhaps having a forced form isn't bad after all... Because without form, one becomes nothing. One becomes the void.

Apathy.

...

The reflectives. I've seen too much.

Pruskite is an artificial crystal

[Imbion]

A common misconception is that tea is easy to create without imperfection. Unfortunately, it is, but most lack the valid knowledge.

The worse mistake most people make is using water that is too hot. Tea leaves are always susceptible to being burnt, which makes their flavor much more bitter. This is fine with some teas, but a detriment to others. This requires a mountain of sugar to drown it out, which is really no good way to treat your tea. Some people also add - something else?

The biggest victim to burns is green tea. Unfortunately, many dislike green tea due to its improper conception, and think it is a bitter cup of sadness. Not so, it is a good tea.

All tea is a good tea. There are many types. Chai, red rose, earl gray, mint, chamomile... Tea is a diverse thing to consume, with many choices and flavorings. Tea is an unknown substance from an unknown source, that I forgot.

Tea is best had when reading books.

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What is tea, again, and why would it be paired with reading?

Tea is the 20th letter in the English alphabet. It is the second most common letter in the english alphabet - I think?

No, wasn't there something else?
i want to leave this place.
If I forgot, it probably wasn't that important.

And what does that have to do with reading books, anyways?
i miss books.

[Imbion]

Space is a very empty place. It is also said that in space, nobody can hear you scream. This is accurate, as sound requires a vessel to travel through it. Although cosmic gas may be present on occasion, it does not allow the waves to travel enough in order to make anything worth hearing.

Space is quite lonely. This is not exactly space, but I am lonely. It is somewhere beyond reality.

It is a bit empty here.

There are weird things here that hurt to look at.

I wonder if I am dreaming, or if this is just some sort of unknown limbo I've ended up in.

They are always watching. They are trying to escape.

They are dangerous, and seek to continue what they started.

They have made me a vessel.

Space is peaceful, though. Sometimes things sparkle.

I like it here.

I don't like what's happening to me.

Sometimes a nebula appears. Not a nebula, but something similar. Nebulas are pretty parts of space. These ones contain... Crystals? Perhaps they are just stars that look like crystals. Crystals are not supposed to glow, but stars do.

There are no planets, unfortunately. Just nebula.

But that's alright.

[Imbion]

There are some things within existence that are declared a glitch and an error. Things that supposedly should not exist, yet do. They should not be here, but behold, a glitch.

Of course, glitches aren't supposed to happen, but are due to a flaw in the code itself that has been overlooked. Glitches are not supposed to be there in the "intentional game design", though of course somewhere in the fabric was overlooked. Nobody makes any patches, so thus the glitches remain. Or perhaps the game designers like the glitch and left it in there for speedruns, or because it is funny. Or perhaps they don't care to polish it. And now one can't tell the difference between intent and a glitch. It is now both part of the game and a glitch.

If the game designers haven't patched the glitch yet, it should perhaps just be considered a part of the game. And who is to say what should be there and what shouldn't? What is a glitch, and what is not?

Glitches aren't always bad things. They can often have good effects.

And there are some things that make the game designers look like they have no clue what proper design is, what fair design is.

Even if the event has a very low chance of happening...

Not 1%, not 0.1%, not even a 1 x 10 ^ 100 percent chance of happening. Odds so improbable that it may as well be impossible.

Roll the dice enough times, and it will happen.

What where the forces at be thinking, when they allowed this to even happen?

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Right, there are no forces that be.

Just this sad place that so happens to exist for no reason at all, despite the low chance.

No divine intervention had to happen. Just an inevitable chance at getting the right roll.

[Imbion]

Seems like by each passing moment I become more... Twisted.

Seconds? Years? Days? Minutes? Months? Weeks? Millennia? I don't know how long.

When some sort of time passes, it changes more.

I become less like myself, like...

I don't know.

They watch sometimes. And I can sometimes see them.

which them was i referring to again...? the protectors or the infestors?
they scare me all the same.

Someone has to come.

No.

Nobody is coming for me.

The only one that came for me was the one responsible for this.