What do you mean?

'You know what I mean. Out now!' Bathilda demands, not even sure if the strange voice can even be removed from her head.

How do you expect me to leave?

'I don't know? The same way you got in perhaps? I thought I was talking to myself, which isn't the best thing to do I'll admit, but now that I know you're someone else, I don't want you in my mind. It's just... Wierd. Now out!?' she demands again.

I don't know what to tell you, Bat. You're sort of... Stuck with me.

'What do you mean?' she asks, as a new type of panic begins to take hold of her.

Well, to cut a long story short, I was one of the first men to join God's Utopia. Believe it or not, it's a lot harder for men to get in than it is for women.

'Really? Then why did you leave? As far I could see it was a fantasy land. Especially for guys,' unable to accept such an answer, Bathilda questions the motives of the mind invader calling himself Hiro.

Yeah, I thought so too, but you saw how buff God was right? And I mean, he's is God. Omnipotent. Omnipresent. Omnisomethingelse. He's just it. The creator of everything. Women fawn over him all day long, or for aslong as what a day could be classified as there. The time I spent there was more of a solitary existence than anything and I just couldn't stand it anymore, nothing ever changed. I'm telling you, no one ever mentions how monotonous the afterlife is going to be before you die. You're really lucky that you decided to go down the reincarnation route, rather than eternal servitude on The Cloud. When I saw you make your decision, I just sorta hitched my soul onto yours and here we are. I thought I could help you out and that you might be okay with it. I couldn't bring myself to ask infront of God, I would of looked pitiful and sad.

'Are you fucking kidding me!? I'm grateful for push into the fight earlier but how dare you assume I would be okay with this. If you would have asked God he might have even let you go through the reincarnation process yourself. Without me! Did you even ask him?!'

I was going to, it just... wasn't the right time. I had to sharpen my sword and then there was my training...

'Oh my god, you're more full of shit than Gemma at work. She's was never going to last at the hospital, before it was destroyed that is. She had an excuse for everything. I can't make it in today, my car has broken down. I can't push trollies today, my back is sore. My grandma has just died, I need some more time off work. I don't know how many Grandma's she has but after the sixth one, it gets less believable. Especially when she goes on holiday each time to cope with the 'tragic' loss. There's only so many times you can help a person. Never mind her though, get out now!'

I cannot.

'Why?' still annoyed but ever understanding, Bathilda asks the question she's sure she know the answer to.

I have no physical form anymore and as such I am now a part of you.

'I don't think so, mister. You are most definitely not a part of me. There are skills and other crazy shit in this world. First chance I get, you're outta there,' she informs the sad sounding reciprocant in her mind.

I see. Well I will not begrudge that offer seeing as how I would like to possess a body again.

'Good. Now that we're agreed that you will be leaving my mind at some point in the near future, what did you mean earlier when you said I could have earned more XP?

Some ot the rocks, the one's with substantial weight, that you rolled over the edge managed to find there way towards a Brat. With gravity adding more force to already heavy blocks of stone, I dare say a good dozen or so we're crushed.

'Really? I didn't see those notifications,' she asks slightly confused as she calls up her status.

Name: Bathilda

Race: Poisonous Bat

Class: None

Title: Rodent Slayer

Level: 15

XP needed until next Level: MAX

HP: 94/94

MP: 94/94

Skill Points Available

Evolution Available

'Holy shit, when did that happen?' excited and confused at the chance to perform her second evolution, Bathilda asks another obvious question.

As I just said, when you were dropping large stones out through the entrance.

'Yeah, I know. I'm just psyched up at getting stronger and hopefully not having to worry about dying to these stupid Brats anymore. But that doesn't answer my question,' she says trying to gain more clarity.

You killed seven Brats after you reached max level. The XP that would have normally gained from them was wasted as you can't exceed the required limit.

Bathilda face palms with her wing as that's common knowledge for some games and she should have realised it. 'How do you know that if you were in God's paradise for so long?'

I heard many explanations over the course of my time there. My knowledge will be invaluable to you until you can help me acquire a body. Also this world is not too different from my own.

'You're own? You mean you're not from Earth?' curiosity getting the better of her, she poses a double-barrelled question.

Earth?

'Yeah. That's the planet I come from,' forgetting that Hiro has leeched his way way here, through her mind no less, the conversation has turned interesting and Bathilda now wants to know more.

My planet is called Tiar and I couldn't possibly tell you how long it has been since I was killed. From my world I bring knowledge of skills, classes, and rank ups. Your evolution and the rank up system I am familiar with are astounding similar. Imagine that you are a tree. There are multiple branches that allow you to rank up, or evolve in your case, growing stronger in the process.

One more thought enters Bathilda's mind as she listens to Hiro's explain the differences between his old world the current one. Its not related to any subject matter he is discussing however but when he is finished she asks her new question regardless.

'Why did you wait so long to speak to me?'