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"Ah, the bored gods." Ndulou reluctantly stated. He is too tired to deal with extreme scenarios, which is why the fifteen-year-old child is only looking at them blankly. He doesn't have energy left nor the will to do things to go back to his time.

"I am tired," he thought to himself. "Now that I think about it, no one listens to me, even if I keep pleading to spare me."

He closed his eyes and decided to sleep instead.

"I don't want to do anything anymore. I'll just sleep. wake me up once this dream is over." 

He is not talking to anyone but himself.

He lost all his will. 

He gives up.

He just wants everything to stop.