You don't want to fall asleep. You want to rest, but every time you fall asleep, you see a parasite that has taken over your mind. Maybe it's your own fault? You shouldn't have let him into your mind. But the past can't be turned back. You are sitting on the floor, in your own library of creation,while the Oracle, in a velvety voice, read to you a book about your own memories. "Hm? What's happened? I thought you liked hearing about what a loser you were~" The God smiled arrogantly at you.