I have found a way through. A way that does not end in death.
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Pyotr: I have found a way through. A way that does not end in death.
Pyotr: There are strange mechanical boxes. They move between worlds.
Pyotr: I climbed inside one. When I crossed over, I still changed, but not into a fire demon. Something... more.
Pyotr: I found people. Soldiers. Like I had been.
Pyotr: They do not know I am like them, yet still they help me. You do not see such kindness here. I forgot what it felt like to be helped.
Pyotr: I am grateful.
Pyotr: I try to repay them, provide aid in their battles. It is... the least I can do.
Pyotr: But then... the Forsaken finds me. He does not let me escape for long. He pulls me back.
Pyotr: So I escape again. Doomed to repeat this endless cycle.
Pyotr: Still. It is nice to see home.