recinerate | first puzzle

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[beyond was dead, and now he's not.

it's a perplexing position for anyone to find themselves in, of course, but even more so when there's something fundamental about that person that's gone missing - something that should be there, but isn't. beyond has found he is missing such a thing, and has decided to take advantage of the technology of this new place in order to work out his thoughts regarding this dilemma.]

"In the social jungle of human existence, there is no feeling of being alive without a sense of identity."

[his voice is quiet, raspy, almost unnaturally even in tone. he pauses, then picks up with one of many questions currently on his mind, addressing anyone within earshot.]

What shapes your sense of identity?

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You may call me Beyond.

[and that's a curious response, the way it's phrased - "lost a battle with death."]

What battle were you fighting with death?

What a strange name, Beyond. Still, it is a pleasure to meet you.

[ He goes quiet a second trying to figure out how to phrase it.]

I was trying to save the person that meant the most to me. I was a small town doctor, and we had no time or anyone else to call. My wife was killed, and I could not save her.

[beyond ignores the comment about his name - he knows it's unusual, but it's also significant, and that's what's important.]

So you failed at one thing, and decided it wasn't worth attempting again, yes?

It sounds so simple when you put it that way, but my Eliza was not the only thing that died that day. So did my will to do most anything else. How could I help others if I could not even help her? Surely that makes sense to you.

[it does, in a way - but beyond is committed to playing adversarial here.]

No, it doesn't. As a doctor, you must be prepared to accept losses. Surely this was not the first patient you were unable to save?

Some looses yes, but not the heavy loss of my true love.

[ He sounds a little dejected, no one ever understands that.]

I lost a few before Eliza, but i lost the desire to do anything anymore when she passed. Why should I save anyone, when the one thing I wanted was taken away?

Because it is your duty as a doctor. You took an oath.

[that thing about the one thing being taken away, though - that resonates with beyond. he too has experienced this sort of loss.]

Oaths are like promises, easily broken. No one is likely to change my mind on the matter.

Mm. If you insist.

I do. Thank you for your time, Beyond.

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