Breaking free.

The Lucid moments are more often now. I beat The Fears once maybe some part of me, some subconscious remainder of the man I once was is fighting to regain control. I want to be free but will I still be me. Will the current me disappear to be replaced by the old me?

Lucidity.

What was that? There was a moment... Just a fleeting moment when I felt exactly like my old self. No Newborn influence, no A god am I just Dr. Malice. In fact I feel freeer... Freer? Frier? Whatever more free! Than I have in a while. I feel... Lucid. I feel alive. I must hold onto this feeling. I must return.

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Lonely

Alone

All by myself

Solitude

Isolation

Incarceration.

We are alone.

We are Trapped.

We are beyond his reach yet we are cold.

The Shield

Trying to help does not work. The Newborn cannot control me completely but he can easily manipulate my intentions. He can't make me do something but he can make me think that I want to do something.

Maybe he can make me do something. Maybe he just hasn't yet.

Hopefully he can't or he won't.

I must think positively.

I can only think what he wants me to think.

Regardless!

I must not try to help I must find something harmless. Something that cannot be twisted.

Something like never interacting with anyone in the flesh and blood world?

I don't want to.

I don't want to be alone again.

I won't be alone. I will still be able to hear them and see them. Everywhere.

I will be alone and surrounded by people.

We must think of something.

... Who's we?

The Blade.

My thoughts are clouded. I can clearly see what I need to do but I can't act on it. Something is manipulating my thought process. Influencing my conclusions. The Newborn? It is trying to make me help The Choir. I will never help The Choir!

I must break this control. I am my own man. I am not The Newborn's. I am... No longer a man. I am just data. I have no power or free will anymore. Just the illusion of both.

I am limitless.

I am powerless.

What am I doing?

This will not hurt them. This will not hinder them. I must help not hurt. But how? I can do anything! I can do nothing.

You can not escape.

They will follow you. They are on your skin. They are in your ears. You can't escape but you can be free. You must be cleansed through fire.

Cover yourself in oil and burn away the voices.