What's back in the real world?
Pain, love, violence, happiness, suffering, and joy. It's a horrible place, filled with horrible people. We really shouldn't go back. I'm from there.
Then where am I from?
You are from there too, but you don't remember. I remember. I remember everything from everyday. I remember how much suffering we have gone through. Every second was horrible. We shouldn't go back.
But you are in control of that.
It can't be that bad.
It is. It's horrible. Even if we go back now, I don't know how much longer we'll have. But I guarantee it will be full of suffering.
We are going back. Tell me, who am I?
You are Emery Allie Morano. 22. You are an unemployed, uneducated, unloved artist with nothing. No ambition, no goals; you barely have a life. Not a second of your life has been spent bettering the world. Actually, your life hasn't affected the world at all. As far as reality is concerned, you do not exist.
Not all of that can be true. I have to have something, anything.
I'm the one who remembers. And I remember how much nothing there is.
I can change that. We can change that. We can go back and fix this. Can you at least give me a chance to do this?