I Thought it Was Perpetual
Description
They all fight to be the best and then they still fall. It’s quite a sad site to see them all try and run to the top of the stairs, thinking they’ll get out when they really just fall back to the bottom. I almost wish they would understand, but they can’t. They’re too stupid. Their brains can’t compute such a simple cycle. You’d think they would realize that no matter how hard they try, they will all fall by my hand.
“Player 54, pass.”
What? A pass? That doesn’t happen. Who is it? Which specimen? How?
“Player 54, pass. Move onto the next stage.”
I never knew anyone could make it to the second stage. They always stay on the first even though I’ve already made 20 stages. I never knew they could learn and move on.
How interesting. Player 54? I’ll be waiting for you. I hope you're not just a pathogen I made.
Foreword
Don't you understand?
It's impossible for you to get out.
Why fight so hard when you can't do a thing?
I don't even have to drag you down,
you do it to yourselves.
You're all so stupid sometimes;
all the time.
"Player 54, pass."
Pass?
Success?
How did that happen?
Maybe I can play with you then.
I hope you're entertaining to me.
"Come at me."
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