10/19/25:
Time, I had found, was in fact, a loop. Everything repeats exactly the same. You will be born again and you will be forced to do the same things that you have done. There is no consequence of killing, touching, or communicating with yourself like movies and shows would have you believe. This is actually my 10th time around the loop without anything odd happening. I have slaughtered myself countless times and have never been caught, but something weird happened this time around. New details about me have started appearing. One such example was a photo that I don't remember me having of me and some friends going skiing. I've never been skiing in my life. Before you go and say something stupid like, "Oh well, you must've done it and not remembered," I went through the loop again. This time around it was a picture of me holding a trophy for a soccer tournament. I've only ever played little league soccer before and I wasn't good at it. Now, each time I go around things change. I go around once and I'm extremely wealthy but the next time I go around I'm impoverished. The worst part of all of this is the fact that ever since I've started experiencing these changes, I've been getting a feeling that I only have a few more loops left in me.
11/20/25:
I need to find something that is similar to my original life. The only thing is that all of these changes have been blending into what my memory so, would it leaves me with one question: "Would I know my original life if I came across it?"
12/2/25:
I don't know where I am. I can't connect with the loop anymore. I had just jumped to a reality where I was some tech bro and knew immediately that this was wrong so I jumped. I went through the loop until eventually something happened that has never happened before. I was kicked out of the loop. I'm falling, scared, and confused right now.
??/??/??:
After who knows how long of falling I felt a slight connection so, I closed my eyes and went through the loop. When I opened my eyes I cried. The world was on fire and in ruin.. I walked the city streets for a while until I realized no one was going to find me. The most human thing that remained were the buildings and photos that remained. Even those felt hostile to me. I cannot feel the connection anymore. I cannot fix my mistakes this one last time. I should've just stayed content with my original life.