false empathy | xxiv

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The boy tilted his head.

"A paradox?"

"It is when the opposites of something seem both right and wrong at the same time," it answered.

"I see..."


A brief silence.

Then.

"—I have something to confess," the raven said.

"I never explained what happens once you go to the other side.

Yes, you will cease to die. Yes, you will become a god of a world made by your own design.
But that would mean everything is limited to your own understanding of them.

It will be like a dream.

Nothing and no one will be true in the other world. You will be the only one who is real.

When time passes, no one will remember you. No one will know you exist.

You would live forever on the other side,
but you would die in this realm. And for the rest of eternity, you will be surrounded with your own false creations. Your false world."

The boy glanced at the doorway.

"... That sounds lonely."

"In a way, it is."

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