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Darkness. All Anthe could feel, see, hear, breathe, was darkness. But no, there was something.... a door?

She felt so peaceful here though, in the darkness. It held her like a blanket held a child, like sunlight on the skin. There was nothing. But did her surious spirit win out against her relaxation? It did. Definitely. But she felt somethin ominous about the door. Did she really want to? She did.

"Do you wish to return?"

She feels something different. She is the door. It is not unsettling, she isn't. Everything else is.

"We can return," she hears herself, the door, say. "We can return, but you can still choose. We can return, but not as the same. We have been given this gift, the gift of leaving our pain behind. What part of our burden should we discard? "

She didn't want to lose anything though. She was selfish. She wanted to keep it all. She chose not to discrad anything but push through. Pain. All she could feel. Surrounding, engulfing. Everything comes flooding back into her senses. Experiences, memories. It chokes her. fills her to the brim. It hurts. So bad. But she doesn't want to forget. Pain is forgetting. Forgetting who she was, what she wanted, what she did. The pain is a mere formality, it shows her that she doesn't want to forget. Anthe pushed through the door, whole.