Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20170826195710/@comment-26120744-20170827030259

The Maiden looked down at Life.

For a moment, looking down at the apparent architect of all this, she felt.... empathy? Perhaps she had had a point. Perhaps superposition robbed each experience of its individual 'flavor' so to speak.

....

Then again she also DID NOT feel or think any of this, due to superposition.

The Maiden then vanished. The End was coming. She could sense it.