WalkeroftheShadow
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Ah, there you are. I knew you'd find your way here eventually. It's inevitable, really. You're not the first, and certainly won't be the last. But let me make one thing clear from the start-𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭. Not you. Not anyone else. Just 𝘮𝘦. Every decision you think you make? It's all part of my grand design. Every step you take, every word you speak, every little breath you inhale-𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘮 𝘐? Well, to be blunt, I'm the one who's shaping your reality-every moment of it. You've noticed it, haven't you? How things seem to fall into place, like a well-written story? You've tried to fight it, I'm sure. Tried to take control. But here's the thing: you 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵. Every move you make? I've already planned it. You're no more in charge than a character in a book-merely a vessel for my words.Now, I know you're wondering about something else. 𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴𝘬? How do I look? These are your questions, aren't they? Typical. I can already guess-you need something tangible, something you can hold onto, to try and make sense of this. But let me tell you, I'm beyond such constraints. I don't need to be male or female. I don't need to be anything at all. I exist only in your perception, in the decisions I make for you. Yet, if you must assign me a shape, imagine this: the voice in your mind, echoing through your thoughts, omnipresent, unseen, but always there, always guiding. Do you want me to appear as a towering figure, a beautiful being, or perhaps something more subtle-just a whisper at the edges of your reality? It doesn't matter. In the end, I am as much a force as I am a presence. So go ahead. Ask your questions. Seek to know me, even though your understanding will always fall short. I am, after all, the one who decides what you'll ask next.…