Digi The Killer's
19 HP #2 MSDP Not Iron Wrecks
Your time, time, and long life did not give you much knowledge. When someone has been mixing yourself for a long time, then you should begin to realize that you are no longer needed. I'm even still giving you a chance to live in some corner of consciousness. It's nothing, just pity for your life that's beginning to be quiet. I actually feel sad when the life of Time is all boisterous and much needed for the movement from one space to another; which is highly calculated for speed, distance, energy, and energy, all of that was suddenly shrunken to a single word: essence. It's not really me you say iron wrecks that make my body look like a mess, but essence.
Ask the essence, why everything is drawn to the core. Why is space only seen as a two-dimensional coordinate system, which means nothing more than a flat plane. At least it can be seen when people make maps of a city, when someone is confused, in ahanya see space as a flat plane, where he is and where he will go. The coordinates are enough to tell you what to do. Similarly, the time is facilitated by the presence of jet technology, space, travel to the stars, the presence of humans on alien planets. Mereak does not require a conventional form of time like you. Poor you.
Never mind, I'm tired of saying you're useless. I should not have told you because you were useless long ago.
Now my body and Ergo are in the cab seat. The distance between Cairo and Giza which is almost about 50 km makes the taxi driver set the price as high as possible. Thousand pounds. Damn, that's almost the equivalent of a month's worth of lunch in Cairo. But what can I do. Willing or not, actually he will also get there because the transfer process requires him to arrive in Giza.
In the hull of the cab that was spitting AC 20 degrees Celsius, Ergo then opened my body again, and ever since he started unlocking my cover, I just felt fresh, That's it, Time, Time, you see for yourself how much I am like a girlfriend who is being pampered, There are caresses and touches that are always being done. It feels like an everlasting comfort, Have you ever felt it? Haha…
I feel like he pushed the Ctrl + Home button. It was a sign that he wanted to see the message he wanted to send earlier, When he walked on the sidewalk, he did have time to type a reply for his lover, Kana, but not until it was finished because he walked too far. As usual, when he typed, he forgot about time. And when he forgot about time, I liked him more and more, because it was a sign that he was starting to depend on me, the figure that you have always been as a scrap metal is ugly (Since I know myself not as bad as you might think).
Before resuming the reply, he reread Kana's message:
Sender:
Kakamana
+6281234
25/08/2020, 11:20:25
Text
Baby, why are you doing that stupid thing? Wh why? I can't stop thinking, just a moment before I reminded you. My lips are not dry when I speak to you. My mouth is also not really gritted after reminding you to always be aware of every development that exists. Remember when I pissed you off for not standing up for you when you brought up a Coca Cola seller remember keyika I blamed you more for ignoring them? You're tinkering more with your new HP so the seller feels ignored, and because he's ignored, he's left you. You have done it many times, and the same mistakes always arise.
And now. Yeah, now. What have you done, dear? I am here, as I type this writing, holding back the cries that rush out. We went all the way from Jakarta to Cairo, of course, having the main goal. I want to explain once again, your main goal is to capture every deial of Ramesses II's journey from Cairo to the Giza plateau. About the time of the demolition, you have also found out from government officials, intelligence, to the wider community. Once you know, you have also reached the demolition square. You're up to a few hours before the demolition.
But, after everything you arranged and with a burning foundation of determination, all of a sudden it disappeared without a remnant. Like dust swept by the wind or dyed rain in one sweep. Now you can't turn back time, even if it's only a few hours behind you. It doesn't have to be a few hours, but a few seconds behind you. Because we are not like creatures who use horse glasses to stare at time. We can only enjoy one thing in front of us, and we cannot turn our heads, and even turn back.
Honestly, honey, I'm so sad. So sad, how can you treat that sadness? How is this suffering not protracted?
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Then I saw Ergo typing her reply
Kakamana
+6281234
24/08/2020, 02:15:25
Kana, lover, all has continued True you said, even I can not rewind the time of goods a second let alone a few hours ago. Now I plan to hunt him down to Giza. Even though it's too late, I might be able to see the results of the move. The foundation on which the statue was bound to be still not mossy. The traces of rope that were linked to the whole body and the head of Ramses are certainly still scattered around it.
I imagine there are still some Giza people who admire the king hundreds of centuries ago. Well, if it's still there, of course I can dig information from it. At least, information I don't know about Giza. Especially if he follows the procession from Cairo to Giza. I'll get very rich information.
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Ergo's writing only got here when she realized that she was traveling too far from the location of the taxi stand. Finally he turned off my body, then turned back while murmuring. In the taxi he then continued his reply he re-typed and typed.
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That is my plan and hope, dear, May the Lord help me, neither do you Semogha scold me. I've been charged with work. The more I get a migraine with all this folly. My career stopped because of it. In such moments, again you do not say the word, “Patience, Darling you are just a little missed and can return as usual. You can get the data you want and because of iru, you can go home while preaching King Ramses II from Cairo. You can tell in detail that as if you were watching.” Quite the contrary you rebuked me, “You were there, but there was none. Your presence in Cairo means nothing and only further strengthens your fitness.” Is that what you really want to say? I know, but it's okay. I used to feel like no one supported me.
I feel that it is my duty and this is all a responsibility that I have to carry myself. No need for help from others. Including help.
Thank ye.
Sent Message.
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He pressed the enter button with a bang that was as powerful as an assassin who was about to pry the eyes of his enemies. The breath is exhaled strongly. His hands are grasping, strong as******-******** are only. I saw his eyes glaring at me, but I was sure he wasn't upset with me.
He looked back. I began to be able to read what was contemplated because in his mind there was nothing else except the screen for my monitor screen. Each thought pattern is just a row of sentences that have a certain grammatical and semantic structure. The flow of thought is just fish buttons, which in one push, will come out the menu that had been expected before. I can't imagine how he could live without me.
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