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"came back wrong" after revival. came back wrong, but not in the sense that they are truly, in essence, wrong. more so that your idea of them is now so tainted by the death you saw them in that you can no longer see them the same way they're back, and they're wrong, so they came back wrong, but it's not their fault. they're not inherently different but you can no longer shake the dread that you felt when you saw them dead. you cannot stop seeing the pallor that death washed over their face, the lifeless dullness in their blank eyes. you cannot forget that, and you cannot remember them without it. "came back wrong", but are they wrong? or is your view of them altered? are they truly different, or have you just forgotten?

"came back wrong", but you are revived to see your loved ones no longer look at you the same. you feel the same, act the same, look the same - save for maybe a few scars. but now they won't quite meet your eyes. every time you catch them looking, they look like they're staring at a corpse. the love in their eyes that was once so clear is now clouded by uncertainty. by fear. are they afraid of you? you've come back the same, so why are they treating you like a ghost? "came back wrong", but you only change because they force you to. in their expectation of your being different, they refused to let you continue to be yourself

"came back wrong", but they didn't come back wrong at all. they were received wrong, and when you are estranged and treated with such cruelty you have often no choice but to rewire yourself.

"came back wrong" after revival. came back wrong, but not in the sense that they are truly, in essence, wrong. more so that your idea of them is now so tainted by the death you saw them in that you can no longer see them the same way they're back, and they're wrong, so they came back wrong, but it's not their fault. they're not inherently different but you can no longer shake the dread that you felt when you saw them dead. you cannot stop seeing the pallor that death washed over their face, the lifeless dullness in their blank eyes. you cannot forget that, and you cannot remember them without it. "came back wrong", but are they wrong? or is your view of them altered? are they truly different, or have you just forgotten?

"came back wrong", but you are revived to see your loved ones no longer look at you the same. you feel the same, act the same, look the same - save for maybe a few scars. but now they won't quite meet your eyes. every time you catch them looking, they look like they're staring at a corpse. the love in their eyes that was once so clear is now clouded by uncertainty. by fear. are they afraid of you? you've come back the same, so why are they treating you like a ghost? "came back wrong", but you only change because they force you to. in their expectation of your being different, they refused to let you continue to be yourself

"came back wrong", but they didn't come back wrong at all. they were received wrong, and when you are estranged and treated with such cruelty you have often no choice but to rewire yourself.