Neither. I didn’t know you were actually immortal. Sorry. It’s just that it just really traumatized me.

Yeah. So, that means like you stole someone’s youth. I would know because that happened to me too.

The fuck does that mean?

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No. You aren’t working for those old folks and stealing people’s youth, right?

I’m like 24 by the way. Yeah, I’m 24.

What happened to you?

A human horse. I think I’ve seen enough for today.

Are you even speaking an actual coherent sentence?

So, I was working at an old folks home for community service but then I realized that almost all the people there including my foster parents were taking people’s youth.

They took mine too but I got it back.

Why though? Almost every TV has that.

Well, I have. You wanna hear about it?

Why are you being so specific about this?

I don’t think I can trust most of any other old person anymore due to what happened at that old folks home.

Is that normal?

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Your powers? Okay, now, I’m intrigued. Tell me about them.

Nope. Don’t have any other questions whatsoever.

[He put his hand behind his head.]

For clarification, my foster parents actually worked with the youth-stealing cult. But, I do have two foster sisters but no mom or dad.

But, Luke is still alive. He’s just really old. They were like on the fourth floor with other people who were also old too.

You know, you certainly are something. Doesn’t your back hurt from lying down on literal rocks?

Like, that’s commendable but also, ouch. Sounds like it hurts a lot.

Pfft, you’re right about the cult part. Though, it was way different. They like extracted the youth from the people who worked there.

Even my foster brother, Luke. Not to mention that my foster parents worked with them.

[His expression turned into a somber one.]

Haha. Well, I’m kind of already used to some craziness. Worked at an old folks home for community service.

Honestly, it was a fucking crazy experience.

The multiverse? Didn’t think that was a real thing. I’m Max.

Jesus.

Who are you now? What is this place?

A hammock for a bed? You do know that it can literally break sometime soon, right? Plus, doesn’t that seem uncomfortable?

And hunting for food? Well, that sounds badass.

Is that a fucking purple dinosaur? This place is so confusing.

Ah. Got it. Wait, where’s the bed and like all the house furniture? What do you even eat if there’s no cooking equipment?

And where the fuck do you even sleep?

So, uh, again, do you know what this place is in general? Like, is this your home or something?

Well, even if was unintentIonal, you got the job done.

[He would have a smile on his face.]

Wow. Brutal.