>> [ SIGNAL INTERCEPTED: 00:00 AM GMT ]
SUBJECT #117 / STATUS: EXILED
LOC: [ REDACTED - Departed from the map of human civilization ]
The bronze brand slammed onto my wrist, shattering my name. I have no past anymore, nor a homeland. This distressed cord is my only shackle in this world. I am no longer a citizen; I am a ghost exiled by the deity. My wrist hurts so much, but I don't dare to stop. As long as this blood pact remains, I can only keep walking towards the places without light.
>> [ SIGNAL INTERCEPTED: 02:22 AM GMT ]
SUBJECT #066 / STATUS: NAMELESS
LOC: 48°52'05"N 2°19'59"E - Abandoned train station, Paris
They asked who I was, and I couldn't answer. These beads are so heavy... each one is a social identity forcibly stripped from me. Past glories, titles, relationships—now they are all just scrap dragging down my dignity. I have lost all labels by which I can be defined. Strip me. In Auralia's abyss, names are never needed anyway.
>> [ SIGNAL INTERCEPTED: 04:44 AM GMT ]
SUBJECT #003 / STATUS: FORGOTTEN
LOC: 40°45'21"N 73°59'11"W - Edge of the Manhattan Bridge, NYC
The further I walk, the tighter my wrist is bound. Auralia, you used this rough hemp rope to sever all my connections with humanity. Besides you, no one in the world knows me anymore. This absolute isolation is truly reassuring. I am not turning back. Let those mediocre fools think I am dead.
>> [ SIGNAL INTERCEPTED: 06:06 AM GMT ]
SUBJECT #099 / STATUS: ERASED
LOC: [ REDACTED - Traces completely erased ]
The wilderness... has no end. Who am I... I don't remember. I am a speck of dust at the feet of the deity.