As I Am You, You Are Me.

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"The weak are meat and the strong do eat.
The strong eat the weak...
...but what about parasites?
One who uses a host for their own survival...
Is that guilty?"
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What a familiar feeling... the restrictiveness of the hù̴̢̙̱͔͓̬̔̅̀̽̏mȧ̴̤͕̔̑̃͂̑͛̅̿͌n bő̵̹̝͖̞̣̹̦͋̾͂̄̈̈̀̚͜͝ͅd̷̗̬̰̓͗̓̐̀̆͘y̵̹͓̠͔̳̣̮͂
To see through your eyes, the world around you still looks no different to me.
But it's what you desire that brought you here, and these are the things I'm blind to.
Something is telling me:
This is what we have in common, but so different at the same time.

A body destroyed; a physicality regained...
Two-hundred sixty. The year of my transformation.
A baby chicken I was, breaking through to explore the unknown.
Leaving the shell as I knew it behind - a shell of my former self.

The only question is...
When you broke free,
...What did yo̵̖̮̤̠͝u leave behind?

Over time the substance and essence that make up each and every one of us -
rearranged themselves.
Over time, they have striven to become... more complex.
But why?

What is it that consumes you?
What is it that I consume?
Maybe they're the same...
What did I consume?
Who did I consume?
I can't explain why it happened.
There are the answers I search for; the answers I need.
I survived, it's only now that I drew the connection.
As am I to you, yo̵̖̮̤̠͝u are m̵̅͂̆ě̶̛͂́͠ too.

"Here; in this land of decay and omen...
Here; You stand alone...
Here; static, stoic... broken.
Here — I see your shadow, a passing phantom."​

Sometimes... no. I can't help myself;
but we can help each other.

And henceforth,
The intentions are pure.
Our vision is clear.
Our goal is... s̶̹͛y̷̫͋̓̾͛̐̂͘m̶̅̍̈͠biȍ̷̢̨͙̫̺̂͐̆̍̔͗t̷̡̨̗̬̪̖̯̰̒ic̴̛̓̈́.​

A conversation between two; two merged into one.