I... don't remember how I died. Or anything else, really.

I don't know who... what I am, what this dark space I am in is, or why the souls all around me are looking at me.

But I do know that if the world starts falling apart, escaping comes first, even before listening to the messages that keep ringing inside my head. I only really remember the first one:

[The [Simplification Process] has begun.]

And so, while the world was doing a 180, I was stuck deep underground as an incorporeal soul, absorbing the essences of thousands others like me who had been torn to shreds just to prevent myself from dissipating, and trying desperately to go up while recovering jumbled up memories from my past.

I did try to posses monsters to gain a physical body, but...

It seems my soul got too powerful to be shackled down by a vessel.

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