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(if by any chance you missed the beginning of the greatest event of 2011, you can start reading it here, where the first lerrnstory starts)

y7s is not with me now, they're lost now somewhere in the world, and i think on them. where are they? are they well? when are we going to see each other? good question, not interesting really, they are in the palm of my hand, thinking on them and there they are, today i would rather be alone and they never leave me, what happened to those sweet days between the woods, the snow falling silently, or the sun breaking some fog, shining over our heads, and silence, just silence, and silence, and silence, just a little bird there trying to find something to eat, just a little snake rolling in the floor, snakes are usually unfriendly and yet, for some reason now i think on them and i remember this text happened a few months ago, to be honest i am not remembering now, i know perfectly well the text is the same, i simply picked it with a simple function cut and paste, the reason why youtch can see both texts and see the exact same sequence, the exact same words, the exact same letters after the others, projecting the idea of laziness, what a feeling, silent.
but instead, in the palm of my hand, it's impossible to forget how well my friends are. so they are, i am also for them.
wait.
they're not?
lost in my thoughts, forgetting to look, no sign from y7s. youtch remember. it seems like i am living a moment that happened before. or maybe not.
z3b sent me a message 'do you know what happened to y7s?'
i am alert now. y7s is supposed to be well, the baby is supposed to be born.
i reply “do we have a new baby in this world?”
you wouldn’t believe me if i tell you, but i am going to tell you and you must believe me. the baby is not born yet, he’s still missing a few months. but she’s dead. connected to a machine, the only reason why she wasn’t already disconnected is the fact we are all waiting the baby to be born.
unbelievable. now you surprised me. an awful surprise.
she had an accident, emergencies worked well enough, everything was provided on time, but collision factors were hard enough to make her have a plain encephalogram. no chance of life without machine. there she is, waiting. waiting the baby to be born.
i am going there immediately.
we meet there.
him on the left side, i am on the right side, she is beautiful as ever. i can’t hold tears anymore. sorry, i can’t.
my reaction is immediate. he poisoned her. i want to punch him in the stomach but the fact is, what he did had no consequences after all. if she knew what happened, she would agree, the baby has a chance of surviving, and her destiny had a different and unexpected end.
and i read his mind. he knew it all this time. after all he only poisoned her because he knew she was already destined to die before the reaction takes place.
i knew from the beginning he was different of us, but this is too much. future, past, he knows all.
my dear x0p, believe me: this baby is our future. you need to focus. he’s going to change the universe.
is it possible?
is it possible for a human to change an universe? or are you mentioning only the human traces on the universe?
that brings us again to a virtual world where everything happens without happening.
but what can we expect from the real world, if there is no one there to call it real?
i am lost again in my thoughts, z3b smiles to me, i know what you are thinking, he says, but you don't have to worry with him. he's not the first one, but this is the first one we are going to control since the moment he is born.
i wasn't thinking about the baby, you know? i am thinking about y7s.
have faith, my friend. it's just one of her lives.

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