#1.5, How Did We Get Here?

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3Y3B411Z didn't know anyone. The void had consumed it whole after the disappearance of its parent. It had its imagination and its imagination only to fill the emptiness of stars and ink surrounding it. Its life was peaceful yet miserable, forced to stare into nothingness for hours on end. It wished to be living the simple life with its parent again. Waking up on a sunday and seeing its parent, Chorus Cobbler on the counter. They would sit and eat, talking about everything and nothing. They had each other and that was enough–but their peace did not last long. They were going on a walk; a walk that was far too close to the void for 3Y3B411Z's liking. All because of untied shoes, their family fell apart. 3Y3B411Z dropped. The void drew it in like a moth to a flame. Its parent wished to help, but just wasn't quick enough. As soon as they were out of view, they knew that they would never be able to see their child again.

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