Time didn’t pass — it crept. Slow. Quiet. Like a shadow behind me in a dimly lit corridor, always there, but never seen until I turned around. And when I finally did, I realized the years were gone. Wasted, maybe. Or consumed. All I had left were faint flickers of glowing screens and the distant hum of machines that no longer made noise. I used to be a gamer. Now… I’m not sure what I am.
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Time didn’t pass — it crept. Slow. Quiet. Like a shadow behind me in a dimly lit corridor, always there, but never seen until I turned around. And when I finally did, I realized the years were gone. Wasted, maybe. Or consumed. All I had left were faint flickers of glowing screens and the distant hum of machines that no longer made noise. I used to be a gamer. Now… I’m not sure what I am.