# '''Ending''': '''IN MY DREAMS, MANY FLOWERS''': I go to sleep for the very last time. I will find Their roots in the Mansus and let Them surround me, like a cocoon or a hungry snake. What is left of me will be torn to pieces and reassembled. I am me, but I am myself no longer. I have let others into my soul and I have let others borrow its pieces. I am fuller than ever, my colors are so bright, now. I will not die, decay won't find me, but eventually, I will end. And once it finally happens, I won't sink into the Mansus-soil— I will be held by Their roots, and then, my story will find another beginning...

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# '''Ending''': '''ALL THAT IS LEFT OF ME''': Where will They find me? I am not here. I've left behind too many parts in my pursuit. Now there is nothing, only Them. They've filled the hollows in my soul like water, now They are more myself than I am. And all that is left of me is spiraling deeper, deeper, deeper-