Help XI
Date point: 1y 7m BVDear Journal, Help Another Challenge, another victory. I flopped onto my bed, exhausted. Not because of the fight, I always seemed tired, recently. The fight hadn’t even been difficult; the opponent’s footwork had been atrocious. It was over the moment I reached him – I hadn’t even bothered approaching him at the light jog I usually used to save energy, I had just wanted it to be over. He had been younger than most of the opponents I fought. I wanted to sleep, to fall into unconsciousness before it could force its way into my mind and demand I acknowledge it. As always I lost that race, and in the silence of my room the question gave its customary greeting. “Why are you doing this?” I just had to answer it, then it would leave me alone. To give Vancil the resources
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