This is not who you think is speaking.

An intermission - allow me to explain myself. The tale of the bleach-stained Ego is one that I truly don’t understand myself. As you read this, I wish for you to interpret this as a literary experiment, a peer within yourself rather than a coherent tale that leads you down the life of a character, for you are the character, you are who is meant to take the journey. In utmost honestly, the entirety of act one could possibly be skipped, and the story so forth could still be interpreted for allegorical meaning without the need of act one, but later in the story act one will be necessary for the understanding of the later story.

But nevertheless, if you are incapable of being bothered to read the earlier Act One, then only read from here onwards - you may lack elaboration, mood setting and context, but truly there is only one thing you must really understand and get through your head before proceeding.

Your name is Jagan Gules.