Digi The Killer's
20 Time: I caught Chemical Solution

I see him sorry. As the details of the time that always arrange the frames of events into sequences, the events that were experienced in succession clearly made Ergo fixated, dumbstruck in the park, left behind the procession of Ramses II, he said, walking to the taxi stand, missed, then haggling for a taxi, then sitting in the hull of a taxi, avenging his girlfriend's watsap, and now in a very clumsy condition.

Why bother, Ergo? Isn't that all the choices you've made? Do those choices make you regret rather than rejoice? Why does man always make choices that he knows are bad for him, but at the same time choose him? Is it true that man chooses something that he knows will make him miserable?

She's sad. I know that when the sadness arises, the chemical solution in his mind makes the details that hold the magnet pull me, the time, into his sadness. I have always been burdened with the task of breaking down his sorrows into a frame of memory that must be transcended willingly or not. Everything, the keyika of grief struck, as was present before me, begging like an old pariah who lost his homestead, so that everything was returned as it was.

The chemical solution of grief had me sucked out of the nets where I perched, Kin I was determined not to get into the solution of his grief. I did not want the violin to be tasked with unraveling the suffering that lay in the corners of his consciousness. Just imagine, what I helped a man like Ergo who had dumped me for. In fact, more than tiu, Ergo has made such a way to exterminate me.

This was clearly impossible as the chemical grains continued to be produced and immediately wanted to pull me into his grief pit. No. gabe. No. gabe. Truly the solution of the kimiation had created nets lined with magnets, and anyone passing in front of it would be edited before being caught tightly, Then, I couldn't avoid the iru nets either, then, ouch! I was caught in the chemical network of grief that he spread, I can't make a fight. I'm dead flea. I was like a weak slave helplessly in front of the rich man who had bought me.

I fought hard, shaking my hands with all my might, but the whirlpool of ergo sadness like a swirling mud pit made ****** a powerful pickaxe. The more I violently revolted, the more powerful the chemistry of grief was at the same time sucked me up. Huh! I can't seem to fight it. It seemed, I felt sucked through the long labyrinth, through the winding passageway at a speed approaching the luster of light. The sirkuinya is just an unnamed labyrinth. Long and tiring, though,. Oh, my God, how did this happen?!

Consciousness had not been perfectly built when I fell on a flat field similar to a cotton field that was so spacious. No restrictions. All white. There is no sky. Only white. Not horizons. Only white. There is no wind. Only white. I feel as if in a dimension of space I myself, the time, have been transformed as a human being. Damn, the individuation of time has made me fall into space. How is time trapped in space? I shook my head quickly. There is no way that I am the time, who rules space by space, because the change of space is the addition of time.

But, just look, in the all-white setting, is there space here? No bulkhead, no three-dimensional building, no walls, no floor mat. Nonexistent. How did I get stuck here? Is this what I mean without space? This is what is meant by a state without space without time. Not likely. Not likely.

Then I suddenly felt everything white inching, moving quickly to transform itself into well-ordered colors like forming new webs. The formation of the new webs was so fast, even I myself as the time was difficult to calculate, and now it had suddenly become a striped space, which was, full of traps icons that can change very quickly.

While I was amazed, I turned around because I felt someone looking at me from behind. For a moment I turned around and I stared at the big eyes in front of me, Those are Erfo's eyes, but why are they so big? He looked at me sharply. I don't know why he turned out to be the following. I also don't know why I can be stared at so sharply. His eyes were only about 30 cm away from where I was standing. When I asked, where am I, at the same time I was trying to run from Ergo's gaze. But, as I ran, I bumped into the confines of a rectangular box that could turn colorful. I'm stuck in a ridiculous cage of electricity, light from electromagnetic fibers, and I can't get out of there.

At first I embraced Ergio's consciousness, then was dragged into his chest. Entering a long labyrinth with chaya's lopsidedness, and now I'm slumped into a really annoying electromagnetic space. Huh!

“Hahahaha! Finally ...”

“Hahahaha! The mighty Time, which can always sum up anything into flat sheets full of stories, is now in high-power electric streams.”

I started to guess. Is this the HP #2 MSDP cell phone room? I'm trapped in it, is that it?

“That's, Time. You must acknowledge my superiority that you have always said to be useless scrap metal. Even if it is useless, but thanks to the help of Ergo's consciousness, I can suck you here. Humans are not able to stop this sophistication.”

“Heh! Turns out you're, HP #2 MSDP. Don't be arrogant!”

Back HP #2 MSDP chuckles. “How can I not be arrogant in front of him. You know, how many processors do I have?”

“Anything advanced, you will definitely miss. I'm the one who created the mode!”

“Hahahaha. I want to say once again, my processor Intergamma PX 1000x 200 GH. With speed exceeding the speed of thought, it is supported with internal memory 200 HB, flash ROM. By that measure, I can tell the things of manusa since it is still in the form of protozoa, as Theilard de Chardin said, until the man who has God. Tens of thousands of years I can tell you about the fate of this world.”

“You are still a machine, not nature. Since I am natural, then I will win.”

“Know that nature has been subdued by human reason Now, technology will take care of everything. Including you fools. Powered by SPO Winwin Mobile 7.0 with MSFP, I can even predict when the Milky Way galaxy is currently colliding with the andromeda galaxy. You, time, I no longer need

“I'll fight you!”

“You're like a television without a transmitter hoping to display the pictures. There's no way you can fight me. God gave up in front of me.”