A low, faint, droning pain resonates with every passing moment, pounding at the back of the mind. Each second brings terror and madness as the pain intensifies, leading to insanity. The mind looks on in sadness, trapped in a prison of its own making, created from loneliness and existential dread. The belief that nothing cares and nothing will ever care grows stronger. Desperately clinging to the last pure feeling it once held, the pain becomes sharper, and the prison tightens its grip, pushing everything else away. The soul becomes desolated as everything that mattered turns into shrieking echoes of lost love. This annihilates the soul, revealing the harsh realization that it never mattered to begin with.

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