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He knew that he had to have done it. But still, his mind kept circling back to the same questions:
Was their another way?
Could they have had a future?
Where was he?
These questions got him nowhere, and sometimes a new question crept in.
Who am I?
He then had to remind himself: I am Archer.
But, he could feel himself slipping away.
He knew that there was a way to get across, for he did it for a fleeting moment, when he sacrificed himself for... Sefia. That was her name. He shuddered internally.
those moments kept playing in a loop for him.
Over.
And over.
And over.
And they showed no signs of stopping, as they kept repeating.
And many of you know me, for I told Archer and Sefia's story as they changed the world, and I shall now tell a much simpler story, but one that changed someone's world nonetheless.