What a splendid game. I was swimming like a fish. That was my favourite part. It was hard at first, but with time, I got used to all those obstacles and the fishies getting in my way. I was unstoppable. Then when I became a rat, reality hit me hard. I was taught, when you go up, you can't force yourself back down, so I was taught to jump at the right time, but even then it wasn't enough. Then I became a butterfly. Oh how wonderful it was to be a beautiful butterfly. Right side up and upside down. But like my rat days, I too could not avoid what was coming for me. It was all too real, like the very early moments of my fish days. I remember that, but I learnt, I learnt that no matter how hard you try, you may still hit obstacles, and many obstacles along the way. But at the end of the day, it is about the friends we made along away, and how we all saw each other grow and how we saw ourselves grow. And there's something special about that. There is something special about being a fish, a rat and a butterfly. All different species, yet similar in many ways. But you know what I'd really like to see. I'd like to see a hare and a tortoise race. Now that would be funny. Could you imagine a tortoise winning? I certainly could not! It's way too slow, so of course the hare will win. The hare with all its hair will hare its way to the finish line for sure. It won't stop. Why should it? If I were to be reborn, I would be reborn as a hare. Yes, I would show the fish, the rat, the butterfly, and the tortoise. I would show them who's the "hariest" of them all. That is my experience as a reincarnating racer. Well my only experience. Because I've only ever raced once. But that is besides the point. Now what was I saying? Oh yes. What a splendid game!
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