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This doesn't make sense to me.s

Okay, let's start analyzing the wordplay.

We are losing Klov.

Klov lost himself.
Klov is confused!

What's unclear here? Tell me, and I'll explain.

I tried to understand. I really tried. But I couldn't. You have a somewhat unusual logic and a peculiar way of constructing logical chains, which don't quite fit into my usual way of thinking.

That's just how "Klov" logic works.

As I understand it, if Klov lost himself, that doesn't mean others lost him. But if Klov lost himself and everyone else lost him at the same time, then it means that only a good memory of Klov remains. That's how I understood it. If something is wrong, correct me.

Added 14 minutes later
I'll finish my tea and go to sleep. Hey, Klov! Do you have any desire to publish a book called "Theoretical Foundations of Klovology"?

Yeah, right. If he lost himself, maybe others haven't. But you wrote that *I* was lost, and I pointed out that *I* lost myself! But being lost doesn't mean I don't exist; I am here, all you need to do is believe in me! And you're actually doing quite well with that. After all, you haven't even seen me, haven't touched me! What if I'm a bot? Or not a Klov?
Listen. What if that's actually true?
I was recently chatting with Lizard, and he advised me to take a look at my head. I was just about to do that, and... I couldn't! I can't see my own head! I have to rely on mirrors and photos, but what if they're evil? They could be playing tricks on me and telling me that I have a head, when in reality, I might not have one at all.
Although, in the case of a whole Klov, things are better – I've seen other pieces of the Klov (hands, feet, for example). Of course, someone (from the entourage of mirrors and photos!) might have given me other hands and feet so that I look at them and think they're mine, which means I exist. But in reality, I might be terribly deceived!
It's so hard, it's almost unbearable to live. When you can't even be sure if you exist or not. Oh, poor Klov!
But who am I kidding? There probably isn't a me, and therefore, there's no one to pity. But okay, just in case.

How difficult, almost unbearably so, it is to live.

Seek out Lord Mortulus – he will help.
If not, well, then I don't know. We need to think.

Seek out Lord Mortulus – he will help you.

Are you a friend of Ment?

Clone. Menti was exposed, just like in the Mafia game.

Ah, that Ment. He leads a double life.

Are you controlling the clown?

Oh, that Ment. He leads a double life.

Actually, a triple life, at the very least.

I'm drinking tea.

Drank some milk. Dag, why did you have to do that? Now they'll give me penalty points, and you might even get banned!

Why should he be banned?

It’s also my clone. I’ll have to delete the account.

Ugh. I already forgot what we were talking about on the previous page and only remembered that you're a "clone" player.

In short, I'm writing to the Creator.