“I normally wouldn’t tell people about others. But I think this will help your
decision. Her Eklektos date isn't until 2081 so she won't have this choice unless
she lives to be one hundred years old.
“As of now her parents are still living, leading boring lives with no risk, not
dying, not creating an Apoka point for her. Neither parent has siblings. No Aunts.
No Uncles. No cousins to possibly create an Apoka point for her. No one choosing
Chortazo. All four grandparents. Dead before she was born. She doesn’t have any
fixed chapters in her life.
“If either parent chooses Apoka, she may never be born since she is still a rough
draft.
“Her life constantly rewritten as she lives it. Friends. Lovers. Children. All
gone. Just faint echoes that only she can subconsciously hear.
“Think of it like this, Mr. Further. Your life up to your last Apoka Point has been
written in ink. Her story is being written with a pencil, then erased, then written
over with a pencil. If you look at the page, you can still see the outlines of the
words from the previous draft.
“It could be decades before someone close to her chooses Chortazo. Before her story
is written in ink. She’ll just continue existing. Her story being written in
pencil.”
William leaned forward in the chair. He remembered meeting her in 2023. They had
gone to the same high school but moved in different circles.
He didn’t remember marrying her or having children. Their relationship didn’t begin
until they were both forty-one.
“I couldn't even imagine living life and it constantly being changed, being
rewritten. Lovers becoming strangers. You wake up with a new reality every day. I'm