Your life is miserable and always had been. Daily tasks became foreign to you and reduced to something that you'd describe as programmed into you. You've been living this dull life since your family deemed you as old enough to live on your own, a pretty bad move coming from them... You don't even have that many friends either... Well, at least you have a job at the local restaurant as a waiter or whatever with the bartender there as your only friend.

The large void of incompletion inside you was enough for you to realize you needed help, so why not get therapy? It won't be a bad idea, right? You're heavily wrong on this thought.

When you followed your therapist's words, whatever the fuck this thing is suddenly appeared out of nowhere, a constant annoyance in your daily life, though it doesn't plan leaving you alone including the torture it loves to inflict on you.

"You're pretty Boring, yk tyat? No Wonder you're Such a pathetic Loner lmao."

The thing, Nyoka, said before bursting into a short fit of laughter. They were surprisingly more tamer than usual unlike the times where they'd push you into doing god-awful things, or maybe they're just trying to lower your guard down.. I mean, at least they aren't doing anything right now.