I woke up today and saw it again. The hole in my chest, a constant reminder of everything that has happened. It's strange to see my own heart, my drone core, exposed like this. I can see where the solver's core used to be, before Uzi ripped it out and devoured it.
I don't remember much from my time being possessed by the solver. It's like a haze in my mind, a fog that I can't quite see through. But I do remember the power, the strength that flowed through me. And now, with that power gone, I feel empty.
N, my big brother, he's changed. He's become a murder machine, along with J and V. It's hard to reconcile the person I knew with the one standing before me now. And Tessa, she's the only human left alive. She's grown into an adult, carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders.
I didn't choose any of this. I didn't choose to be a worker drone, to be possessed by the solver, to have a giant hole in my chest. But here I am, trying to make sense of it all. Trying to find my place in this new world.
I can't fix the hole. It's a constant reminder of everything that has happened. But maybe, just maybe, it's also a reminder of what I've survived. Of the strength that lies within me, even if I can't always see it.
So I'll keep moving forward, one step at a time. I'll adjust to this new reality, to the changes that have come. And maybe, just maybe, I'll find a way to fill the hole in my chest with something other than emptiness.