I abruptly get off my bed. I do fifty-seven push-ups and perform seventeen prayers in front of my Bird Lithe poster. As per usual, I wear my yellow and blue coloured outfit, Bird Lithe themed respectively. I open my computer, greeted as usual by my Bird Lithe themed wallpaper. I log on to discord. I call the filthy, lowly men slurs while i hit on several women at once imitating my hero Bird Lithe. I jump into the shower. The water dashes over my clothes furiously while i likewise, furiously knead the usual soap across my body (did you guess it's bird Lithe scented). I dash outside butt ass naked. I find myself falling into the usual existential crisis. Maybe Bird Lithe was the real me while I, myself was the fictional character? Perhaps he is already aware of my existence? What if i was only born to be a mere shadow of this character?