Cale awakens on a distant world with memory loss and without a true sense of self. After encountering the United Federation, a space-faring order led by President Vendetta, he encounters an entity named Doob, as well as company along the way. Across...
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Cale sits down right in front of the waters as they slowly wash on the shore and analyzes rocks on the ground, tossing and messing around with them. Doob walks over to Cale and sits right next to him.
Doob: So, how have things been since we've last seen each other? Anything new and exciting happen?
Cale: You could say that. But, I don't know. I'm still learning how to deal with everything.
Doob: I see.. That's a nice friend you've got there.
Cale: Ha, yeah. She's like a sister to me.. It's nice to know someone like her has my back.
Doob: And you're up against a pretty monumental task to boot.
Cale: Yeah, I know. You know what's funny? I'm going through all this trouble chasing after myself when I'm right here. Isn't that something?
Doob: Cale, you already recognize that?
Cale: Well, I've had a lot of time to think and mediate. Still, it all doesn't make sense to me. Am I pulling everybody down with me chasing after a version of myself that no longer exists? Was I the same person I am now?
Doob: Cale, don't be so critical of yourself. Look at what you've been able to accomplish. Look at how you've gotten yourself. Look at the impressions you've made. You're really helping to make a difference.
Cale: I understand.
Cale stands up and look into the skies.
Cale: It's just that..
🎶🎵 Cale:
🎼I look at myself in the waters🎼 only to question who it is I'm really staring at. I dip my eyes into the seas up above where I wonder where it is that I come from.
🎼 Can I even see my home from here?🎼 Where is this place that I'm looking for?
God, where do I belong? God, oh how do I belong?
The suspense sticks into me like a sword. Where my heart beats out and longs for an answer. Thinking about a past I can't even remember.
🎼How should I feel when I don't even know what's real? My mind bleeds with anguish, tormented by the quest of closure. Fearful the life I am seeking is lesser, lesser than the one I have now.
