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[craftlife]

[Deon's gaze is pointed slightly off-camera, and he looks pensive.]

Does anyone have any experience with cults?

Because I'm starting to come to some uncomfortable realizations.

[Not sleeping in the Arcade - or having access to it at all - is really clearing up that Fourthie brainrot.]

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[craftlife]

[Deon laughs, and it's bitter.] I'm glad I seem that way. I'm not.

No, I'm not the same person. Physically or mentally.

I wasn't always... [He gestures to himself.]

[redlightgreenlight]

[Did he mean physically different? Not many people had cat ears, a tail, wings and robot...ears. Well, none on her world unless they were in a costume.]

I can't say I remember everything.

[And perhaps it isn't nearly the same in essence.]

But it's like waking from a dream, or nightmare, and realizing you are different, and what you did why you were asleep wasn't really you, but you still have to move forward with the memories.

[craftlife]

That's the problem. I think it was really me. It was just so easy for me to be manipulated the way that I was.

I'm the person that place made me. I can't change that now.

[redlightgreenlight]

What makes you think it was really you?

[craftlife]

Who else would it have been? I have to take responsibility for myself and what I did. Even if it was for my own survival, and for mitigating damage, and...

[redlightgreenlight]

People do what is necessary to survive, allowing oneself to die without fighting for life goes against the nature of things.

[Clearly Deon is adamant about feeling guilty, which made little sense to her.]

If you mitigated something worse by acting as you did, then I'm afraid I don't understand why you are so distraught.

What exactly did you do?