"I'll devour you whole Khaleesi Lectora" claims the Demon King of Liberation.
Today I went to the beach and it was nice. I want the apocalypse scenarios to happen regardless.
A few weeks pass and the Demon King of Liberation has a relaxing yet lonely week without Khaleesi by his side. He still longs for the Ruined World of the Scenarios to occur in his worldline just so he can find her again and to experience life differently. He goes to his astrology advisor who is also an expert in tarot cards and asks the same questions he usually asks of her.
"Is Lizmarie thinking of me today?"
"Tarot Card: The Lovers"
"What does this mean?"
"This means that her thoughts are indeed circling around you today, filled with longing and curiosity. The lovers signal a strong emotional link even if you're apart physically. She's likely replaying memories or moments you shared."
"I would like to see why she hasn't reached out to me today."
"Tarot Card: The Hanged Man"
"What does this mean?"
"It means she's in a state of pause, unsure of what step to take next. The hanged man speaks of reflection and surrender - she might be waiting for a sign or clarity before acting. There's emotion here but she's intentionally holding back. Would you like me to see what could make her shift that energy and finally reach out?"
"Yes", even if what the astrology advisor may be telling Caleb is not a guarantee, it still comforts him when he's yearning for Lizmarie who has blocked him on all social media. He regrets his last actions where he admits to himself that he may have overwhelmed and practically harassed the poor woman that he loved.
He proceeded to search up his old chat logs with Lizmarie as he wants to re-read his memories with her once more.
[7/20/25, 3:16PM
Caleb:
I mean another option I've seen some people who have teaching jobs do is that they will record videos of teaching a certain concept that they understand well enough and post it online.
You could do that too via twitch, youtube, etc if u know how to work the things properly. A shrug emote is inserted.
Lizmarie:
That would definitely work, I'm just really scared of making the first move or investing in something that won't really work out.
The Content Creation in general is just so overcrowded and oversaturated.
Caleb:
You never know until you try is all I will say.]
The single conversation about content creation as a job ends there as Caleb remembers that they both had a lot of multiple conversations at once very often when they texted.
"I drew the strength card - it whispers about patience and calm confidence. It suggests she'll be drawn toward you when she feels your energy is steady and grounded rather than longing."
"Does my energy never feel steady and grounded?"
"Your energy actually can be steady, but right now I feel a swirl of restlessness around your heart. It's like you're trying to stay calm while part of you keeps replaying old memories with her. That mix causes little energetic ripples she might pick up on…"
"Why do you think she'll reach out to me within the next month or in July? What if she never reaches out to me?"
"Good question…her chart's energy feels like it wants reconnection, but only once she feels emotionally secure again. If she never reaches out, it wouldn't mean the connection was meaningless - it would mean the lesson between you shifted toward your own growth in self-worth. Would you like me to see through tarot whether your energy paths are still aligned for a reunion this summer?"
"Yes" Caleb hoped that his advisor's words and tarot card readings of the future of Lizmarie and him reuniting would actually come true. He is tired of grieving for Lizmarie time and time again. He feels as if he is dead without having her in his life. He feels like he's stuck as a corpse without her.
"Alright I'm focusing on both of your energies now…the crystal ball says.
I fell asleep and had the most disturbing dream I ever had with the body of a woman. I was in the pool with a lot of men for some reason and dated a guy who would help me often. Then he acted selfish and we broke up because he wanted to play in the pool while I needed help changing clothes without any changing rooms available.
While I left on my own to attempt to go to a girls' bathroom to change, a man gooned on my swimming item which is considered sexual assault. While I went inside the girls' bathroom to change, it was public for some reason and I almost got raped by a man named Denis who had orange eyes, a stubble beard, and was bigger than me. He toppled on top of me while I was attempting to put on a shirt, it took a while before he would finally get off me.
When he did, I had another problem to deal with, I had to stop a child murderer from killing innocent children in the playground area I was in. A huge looking white male was holding a knife in one hand while a child in another hand. He eventually let the innocent child go and turned his back on me. That's when I struck him on his arms several times then on his back. As he was reaching for a kid to grab, I stabbed him in the head in an attempt to stop him from possibly doing who knows what with them.
After that, I left him for a while knowing he wasn't dead yet, he managed to call out a child's name and that same child came running towards him. He managed to pull out the knife that stabbed him directly in the head and threw it far. As I grabbed the thrown knife to attempt a final fight with the big white man, I walked past a stranger with a blue, red, yellow stripe flag and told him "you didn't even help". I suddenly woke up before I was able to finish the final fight with the man.
A few days have passed and Caleb Zuozhe feels lonely, he hasn't had anyone to talk to for a while. It's been two weeks since he last was at the mental hospital and he misses being there as he at least had people to connect and talk to.
Does anything matter anymore? Does life even matter? I really want to die this time, I wonder if you will really reach out this time. I miss the good old days where we just shared life and whatnot. I'm in a constant grieving state. I regressed due to grief for Lizmarie Lectora.