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2025-07-22
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The Two time paradox

Summary:

Two time writes in their Journal.

Chapter 1: A lucky encounter!

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

—/—/20??  <———{We’ve lost count months ago!}

 It’s been forever since I’ve indulged myself in activities such as this! Journaling!
  I don’t know how I would go about doing this but may the Spawn show me the way. 
  I just happened to cross paths with the Devine deer himself, it felt ethereal to say the least. His presence besides me took me by surprise but nonetheless his mighty self handed me this journal and proceeded to say something beyond my understanding! I concluded from what I did manage to comprehend that he wanted me to write on this journal my thoughts and my worries since I have lots  since I overshare quite a lot, or so he said! So seems like I’m gonna try to write whenever I get the chance to.

  I’ve sat by the dock this morning before the hellish rounds of the day started, it was nice, the weather was nice! The water was eerily still per usual though. I saw Mr.007n7 peering from the distance, seems like I took his favorite spot. 
  The rounds went well as far as I could tell, my friends {May the Spawn bless and protect them} survived almost every round except for Mr.007n7 that died every time the HUGE red monster happened to be the killer…I don’t know why that keeps happening, seems like the two had history although I’m not the type to poke my nose in other people’s businesses. I just hope that the Spawn May ease his suffering and fill his heart with the warmth of joy and guide his soul through the hell that is this realm, may the Spawn strengthen his spirit and will to persevere.

I shall pray for him later. Maybe that’ll help in someway for sure.

I also got to converse with Elliot who seemed interested to talk! He even braided my hair back in the main cabin just a while ago. He's fun to be around. I like his presence. We talked about the Spawn and he listened, it’s hearth warming that someone like him would accept the grace of the spawn, although I’m not sure yet. Elliot on the other hand told me about his family, he has a father and a sister called Mia. He asked if I had someone that I considered family too, I couldn’t get myself to give him an answer as much as I wanted to. Azure.

Maybe sleeping would do me good? It seems to be midnight already! Time goes by fast here. I can’t keep track of it.

Well then, good night i suppose! 

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|___A doodle of Elliot {He said he liked it ꥟ }

 

Notes:

So ya!
You can ask Two time questions and interact with them guys! (You’re the voices in their head)

This will be updated every day, so expect lots and lots of chapters to come out-

Chapter 2: Care

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

—/—/20??  Day 2 

   Today is another day! I woke up rather early, offered my prayers to the Spawn and all was well, until I heard something or rather someone? I’m not sure. They asked a question, it came out soft and gentle. It even sounded like him. Whoever it was, they were concerned about me, asking whether I care for myself or not! What a peculiar way to start the day.

  I do hear voices sometimes but it was never once this loud and coherent. Was there someone in my cabin perhaps?? No that can’t be…I asked around and my dear friends only looked at me with worry. 

   It repeated twice more, eager?

  Well I would not like to speak to myself like a crazed person would, so stranger, I shall answer you here.

  I do take care of myself! I pray daily and I bow to the divine until my head meets the floor. Taking care of my soul is essential as you can see! By getting closer to the Spawn I cleanse myself from the evils of my sins. The Spawn sees the body as a mere vessel and nothing more, so I do not pay much attention to it, well at least I no longer do as it has become a waste of time and effort. But despite that and me repeatedly telling Elliot so, he refuses to leave me as is. He said my body is as valuable as my soul. The Spawn says otherwise and the Spawn would never speak lies. But I let him even if, he sometimes bathes me as I lack the energy to do so. He also washes my hair throughly {he says it’s pretty and soft to the touch when it’s all clean} and, like I mentioned previously, he would braid it so it won’t be a bother during rounds as it has grown longer! Elliot is such a kind person, may the Spawn bless his soul. 

  Anyways, the rounds, unlike yesterday’s, were harder to get through. For me at least. I found myself physically drained and I fear I might have a fever although I shouldn’t worry about it much as it is merely a test! I can get through this nevertheless!

  Shedletshy offered me one of his…what does he call it again…? Fried Chicken, the food of the gods! As much as I do not like the sound of that I took it. He said I deserved it as I saved him from apparent death over four times already, I think he’s exaggerating a bit.

  I saw the mighty deer talking to Elliot before the last round of the day started, I didn’t hear what they were talking about and I wouldn’t much like to as eavesdropping is a sin!! Anyone who does so shall fall from the grace of the Spawn . Although I can’t help but sense that something is terribly wrong as Elliot seemed upset afterwards, a frown painted on his face for the entirety of the round {which is so unlike him}.

I just hope he’s alright. May the Spawn protect him and bring his smile back.

I’m gonna pray for him before I sleep.

I feel exhausted.

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|___ I never got to give this back to him.

 
  It’s past midnight and I should be asleep but I can’t get myself to, it seems I have a headache. Spawn, everything hurts.

 

Notes:

Two time really needs a hug man-
His sickness is due to him overworking himself btw.

Chapter 3: Sickness

Notes:

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Day 3

    Writing is fun although I’m too sick to function properly, I barely even got myself up from bed. Thankfully I didn’t have to go through any rounds this time around, whoever had brought us here still had sympathy in them, thank the Spawn. Although I can’t shake the feeling of guilt. I get to stay inside the comfort of my cabin whilst the others have to suffer out there. I don’t really deserve a day of rest, it’s unfair. But what could I possibly do about it? It is the will of the Spawn after all.

  My clock stoped working, I don’t know why that must be. It’s such a huge inconvenience for me! I can’t keep track of time all by myself, it’s all so confusing especially when it’s always night. I need to find another one. I think I saw a clock in the main cabin somewhere although I’m not so sure.

  The voices are back and so did the headache, it’s unbearable. They keep asking me lots of questions unnecessary questions. It’s all too much. I must ignore them, I should not let my delusions take over me.

   Fine! You won’t stop until i give an answer or two, right stranger? Are you causing the headaches too? You know that’s not nice no matter how gentle you sound. As to how life has been treating me since I got here, if not for Spawn’s blessings, I don’t think I would be fairing well. In fact I’ve gained some weight, Elliot said I look healthier now. The food is delicious compared to what I used to eat before. I couldn’t be more thankful and yes, I’ve been eating well! Despite my body sometimes rejecting food but that’s not a big deal. I have a Cabin all by myself, I used to share a room with Azure back home. I feel kinda lonely, I miss them it’s nice!I also have lots of friends to keep me company! I sometimes forget I'm in hell but put back to reality by the Constant killing and the sight of blood everywhere. I hate it, I want it to stop as any sane person would, it’s sickening. I don’t want to see my friends die over and over again…sometimes I see the others cry because of it, I try to busy my mind with prayer since it helps.

  Please don’t bring the headache back and thank you.

  I haven’t seen Elliot, I wonder where he could be. No one checked up on me, they’re probably just busy for sure. Yeah definitely. The rounds are exhausting after all. I’ll go find something to eat {There must be some leftovers placed in the main cabin} also i have to bring the clock.

  I found the clock and also a pizza slice aswell just laying on the table. I just happened to get there the moment everyone came back, Elliot seemed bothered by something to the point he didn’t pay any attention to me. May the Spawn ease whatever his struggle could be and protect him. Spawn, i really hope Elliot is okay. I have to talk to him later! Pray for him too! I also encountered Noob on my way out, they avoided my gaze like it was the plague!!  They also mumbled something but I didn’t really catch it. May their anxiety fade away and be replaced by courage, Spawn May you hear my prayers.

  The pizza was delicious per usual!! Elliot’s pizzas are always the best, may the Spawn bless his hands! Right before I decided to lay back down as my back hurt to no end, I heard someone nocking on my door. It was Mr.Guest! He made me some soup, he told me that he used to make it for his daughter {I didn’t know he had a daughter, it must be difficult to leave your family behind all so suddenly} and she would recover overnight thanks to it, was he trying to be sarcastic? I honestly don’t know. The gesture warmed my heart, it tasted good but it didn’t taste the way Azure’s soup did, they would add some herbs to it which I doubt we have here. May the Spawn bless his soul and lend him more strength!

  No sight of Elliot, odd.  

 I miss Elliot. Should I check up on him? I couldn’t talk to him since I didn't see him anywhere. Could he be sick too? I hope not.  

 

Notes:

Between every paragraph is a time skip btw!
Two time’s day wasn’t the best , wonder what’s up with Elliot tho-

Chapter 4: Smiles

Chapter Text

Day 4

  I somehow forgot that I had this journal entirely until now and it’s evening. I stayed in my cabin, just praying all morning {I have to thank the Spawn for thier mercy after all! that’s the least I could do!} I’m planning on going to meet up with the others as I really want to talk to someone real, maybe I’ll feel better once I do so! I also should thank Mr.Guest for the soup as I haven’t yesterday, that is if I encounter him. This journal is quite useful, I keep forgetting stuff such as this and a hint of it being written down here refreshes my memory! I don’t know how long will this “resting time” last, my friends need me as I can slow down the killer significantly with one of my stabs. It’s useful. The dagger is useful.

  I tried to forget about them like Amarah advised me all those years ago. The memories we shared together would fade and so will the pain I feel. But only his face did and the memories still persisted, the guilt with it too. I need to move on. They would’ve wanted me to move on. Yet how could I get myself to, I stole their life and called it my second. I’m a monster worst then those who hunt us each day. 

  Are you lonely too? Stranger? You’re back with your questions. Lucky I’m still in my cabin pondering whether I should leave or not otherwise I would’ve ignored you once again. I’m not overworking myself, why would you even think that. I’m just doing my best! And what if I do? Does that even matter? It’s better to actually help the others than worry about such a thing. I don’t know why you’re so worried about my well being, I don’t get it, I’m perfectly fine. In fact I could go out there right now as we’re speaking and stun whoever the killer could be, multiple time too. But I can’t. For some stupid reason. There is nothing that could possibly tire me when the Spawn is by my side!!

  Elliot seems okay! I’m glad and overjoyed, he apologized to me saying that he didn’t have the time nor the energy to visit or strike up a conversation with anyone. I don’t get why he’s apologizing, there’s nothing to be sorry about. Mr.Guest told me it’s the least he could’ve done to help, although I think he’s being overly kind, more than necessary in fact! And he also asked if I wanted him to make me another one. I couldn’t deny his offer. His food is delicious. May the Spawn bless his heart and soul. I told him about some of the herbs Azure used to add, he said he’ll check the garden with me later if there’s any there. Mr.Guest is so sweet although we didn’t really find anything, only some vegetable plants and nightshades in the far back.

  My body hurts  The soup was delicious of course! As always! I’m feeling better, stronger too I guess Mr.Guest wasn’t being sarcastic yesterday. I found Noob sitting by the main cabin entrance too, they seemed panicked, I tried to comfort them but that only made things worst. Apparently my smile creeps them out. I should work on that! How do you even change the way you smile though? I honestly can’t think of a way, I always smile on a whim and I can’t really control the way it comes out! I’m gonna figure it out somehow. I also passed by chance who was just staring at the seemingly broken slot machine, I could swear upon the Spawn I saw a tear roll down his cheek. Odd.

  Midnight again, but that’s just a guess on my part as the clock broke once more. I don’t understand this, it was fine just a minute ago! 
I still can’t shake the feeling that something is wrong with Elliot. The smile that he put on, now that I think about it, seems…forced? Disingenuous? Maybe I shouldn’t think that hard about it. Perhaps he’s just tired.