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Eh? ꜥꜣpp? Who's that?

[ What is that?

It feels familiar and distant all the same, a piece of a puzzle that does not quite fit amongst the portrait painted before him. A sense of déjà vu that he recognizes, associated with people he knows he knew/will come to know — matters entrenched in the whole of his existence, even though he is not yet living them. He is all he will be, but time is nonlinear to him. He is incomplete, vagrant. The name is

familiar. ( It feels like the blood, leaking steadily from his nose. The ache building between his brows, white-hot and painful. ) ]