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I'm not human.
I realized this after I came back to life in Cecil's body.
I am an Old God, the most perfect thing in the world, the apex of the food chain, the ultimate answer to genetic evolution.
I should have looked down on all living things, but treacherous humans brought me down. Only a sliver of my consciousness survived, clinging to the body of a weak human.
My divine power and her will merged, and together we became a new species.
They call it a fake human.
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I am the continuation of Cecil's life, and I will avenge her.
Her husband hit her, so I hit him back.
Her child was killed, so I created a new one for her.
People always looked down on her, so I entered their dreams and made them kneel before Cecil.
I will fulfill every one of her wishes.
But Cecil's will says that's not enough.
She still needs love.
Love.
A contradiction, combining absolute altruism with the ultimate selfishness, a function discarded long ago by the relentless course of evolution.
I don't understand how to obtain love.
But I cannot return to the divine throne without fulfilling Cecil's last wish, so I begin learning about human *love*.
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I learned.
Tips:
1. A Lovecraftian setting, with some frightening scenes and sanity loss.
Theme: Learning the ability to love
Okok [spreading flowers], I almost thought I wouldn't write this book anymore