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Chapter 11: doubt

In the darkest of nights, the coldest of nights. I find my self thinking, what if I'm crazy, what if this is not real and then I soon realised, what does it matter if I am crazy. There's nothing that I can do about it even if there was, I'm fucked either way.

Every time I dream, something happens to me like I'm learning, evolving or just remembering. I'm confused, sad, lonely and I feel like I can be something more...I just don't have the strength to be that. Thousands of hours of the countless conversations I hear, yet I'm not a part of one of them... 

The dreams are beginning to get more strange.... After the killing of the werewolf thing, I began to dream less and less... No idea why.

 I feel like I'm losing it but my senses and strength are increasing every day and then I start to remember more things, I had no idea I did thousand of year's ago... I started having visions of darkness and pain then it's like I opened my eyes for the first time and I remembered who I am once again or who we are... That werewolf thing wasn't inserting DNA, it was copying it. Memories, all the DNA to recreate and become stronger.

I remember thousands of times I was reborn. Every death my cells would go underground and seek a mother and I would be reborn and I would wait for my enemies to become weak and old or unprepared for my coming from death. 

I finally remembered who I was... It took me twenty two years this time. I know why but that information I will keep for myself for now.  

To think, I thought for a second that  those things were my ancestors, well in a way they are but I'm better, now let's get the fuck out of this cage.  

To be continued.

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