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Boredom is the limit of my mind 지루함이 내 마음의 한계 (Final Chapter)
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- They could no longer be considered the same person, for the vessel had become separate from itself, transcending the body which once housed it. Having long outlived and outgrown the capacity of the flesh container, which was like an ancient relic to vessel. Like a finger that had far outgrown the ring that sat on its finger, the only way to be spared suffering was to cut itself off from the rest of the hand. Should the vessel attempt to return to the flesh container, the vessel would have changed so much that it would no longer be the same person. It had experienced so much in its long journey that to try and pick up from where it left off would kill the life of the previous identity that the body belonged to. Through the innumerable experiences the vessel had gone through, it had changed so much to the point where it could hardly be considered the same being that had lived in the vessel previously, tied only through the thin membrane that still kept the vessel anchored to the body. If each plank of wood was replaced from the original ship that set sail until by the end of its journey every single plank of the original ship had been replaced, could it still be considered the same ship that made the journey. The vessel accepted this and finally, it let go. Not only to the body it was anchored to, but to its origin, humanity, its previous identity, as well as its connection to the physical reality. As the vessel and its origins released their grip on one another, they fully separated, becoming completely individual entities. The being without origins submerged itself back into the unreality of dream, where it had always belonged. The origins of the vessel sank through the unreality back to reality, where it would soon reunite with the body that anchored it. The origins was the vessel, and now it had always been.
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- The vessel floated in the warm darkness that encapsulated it once more. The vastness of the dark abyss had no beginning or end, it simply was There was no direction or time for the infinite sea of black was pure, uninfluenced by laws or concepts. Despite its vast and empty nature, the darkness was very alive, and while traversing its endless nature, its heartbeat could be felt.
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