62 Who I am?

The world was empty; I felt absolutely nothing. It was as if the eternal limbo contained in my soul was consuming me, and my soul was completely immersed in the darkness of the world.

Dead? That sensation was close; it was as if I had always been here. I felt filled with all these emotions.

I don't know, I really don't know what to think anymore. I'm confused about my existence.

Who am I?

I only felt the vast darkness consuming my soul; it was as if there was no light, but at the same time it was comforting, the feeling... it was good.

The traces of my mind are breaking; memories are confused, and I get lost whenever I try to remember things when I'm in this dark world.

My actions don't match who I am; I've been doing things I would never do, yet I feel like it's normal to do so, as if there's something wrong with me.

Who am I?