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In the far future after humanity's fight to survive has driven all of society underground, technology has simultaneously evolved to the point where any consciousness can connect with another. As revolutionary as religion, this discovery has led to entire families living in the same body, putting other members in a preservation state for all of time as generations within each other are created and shared as history goes on. Humanity lived longer and moved society forward through these body sharings until they developed the technology to live together in a singular mind. This immortal being of melded consciousness created what would be considered miracles to an individual soul. As a result, the entirety of humanity solved many problems, such as an eternal source for nourishment and how to achieve the perfect mind in each of its bodies. The only thing the being could not replicate infinitely was creativity. It was something that died after a consciousness died a mental death. At this point humanity decided in a unanimous decision to use one body at a time to create entertainment. They watched individual beings live out their lives, some mediocre, some grand, but all to the entertainment of the scores of souls in the singular observing body with an entity.
One day, while working his boring fast food job, Blemy, a fat 18 year old who never learned how to drive notices weird things happening around the fast food place where he works, something that breaks the monotony he faces each day. He then begins to notice the days splitting apart some with more consciousness than others.
One day his lights won't come on. His boss' voice over the phone changes voices. His fries are all made out of ice. His phone suddenly turns into one from 1877. Then finally, when he goes outside after another day at work. he sees thousands of human skulls watching him.
When the world comes back from a blackness with a length of time he couldn't comprehend, he wakes in an old theater stage. The singular audience seat is empty, occupied by rats and vines. He collapses in an overgrown theater.

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