Orou had never had this much trouble simply walking around. He felt like it was not his own body he was controlling but someone else’s, and even then, he wasn’t doing a great job of controlling it. Grizz was quite concerned at first, but as Orou started slithering towards him, he practically dropped to the ground in tears, blatantly laughing about Orou’s misery. It wasn’t like he could do anything to Grizz, the moment he tried to rush towards him, his body shot out like a bullet. Unfortunately, his body shot out in the wrong direction, directly hitting and crashing into the wall. This caused Grizz to laugh even more than he already was and Orou swore he would get revenge once he learned how to control his body.

It wasn’t like the wills were incompetent, in fact, they did their job just as good as his original will. The only issue was that it was really hard to direct both wills at once and often times he just forgot to control both, which lead to the current situation in front of him. His mind was sharper than before as he could process two entirely separate thoughts at the same time, which lead to a lot more questions being raised at once. Both wills agreed that the first thing he had to do was look at the black cube and learn if his experiment was a success or not.

It took him several minutes to actually get to where the cube once was, but it was no longer there. He looked both of his wills to look around and for around an hour, he scoured the house for where the cube might have gone. Half-way through his search, Grizz approached him and sternly said: “If you’re searching for the cube, it’s in my backpack. For your own safety, I’m not letting you approach it,” Orou hissed at Grizz and made his way towards Grizz’s backpack, but Grizz was way faster than Orou in his present state.

“You can have it at the end of the day. Come on, let’s go out for a walk,” Grizz snickered as he beckoned Orou over, holding a closed black cube. It was cracked on one side and Orou didn’t remember closing it, but there it was in all of its glory. Orou unsteadily made his way towards Grizz, but Grizz simply retreated back, heading further and further into the streets. Eventually, he had to forget about the cube simply because the rocky road was too much for him to handle. He was moving at a snail’s pace, but over time, his control over his body got better.

Grizz lead them through the main streets, taking pity on Orou by not entering any winding alleyways that were even harder to navigate. It would have been a nice sightseeing trip if only Orou wasn’t so frustrated. Grizz introduced the various places in the city to him, one half of Orou’s will was processing information, the other was simply looking around, though both of them were taking part in driving his boy forwards.

After several hours of awkwardly slithering, he had gotten the basics of controlling the wills down. He had cooled down and along the way, he was pondering upon how he could improve upon his control. Two wills were going down two parallel lines of thought, making his improvement that much quicker. Now that he thought about it, it was like having two of himself in one body.

Returning back to the shop, Grizz rummaged through his backpack and pulled out the cube that Orou had been longing for this entire day. He placed it on the table and said to Orou: “Now, don’t do anything else that will put you in danger. I know that spirits are interesting and all, but they’re not worth dying for.” Orou absentmindedly nodded his head as he started casting spirit sight. At first, he didn’t succeed simply because the two wills were trying to control the same spirit, which greatly interfered with the movement of the spirit. Then, he decided to approach the matter from a different perspective and assigned the two wills two different tasks.

It worked surprisingly well. Each will was just as effective as he was before it was split and now he had two of them, which meant twice the speed and twice the concentration. He completed casting spirit sight in record time and once more saw the world of spirits. He looked at the box, though it was just as tightly sealed as before, even though it had multiple cracks on it. Even if it meant damaging the box, he had to get the spirit out of there.

Of course, the thought of simply sending out a wave and seeing if he could manipulate the spirits normally crossed his mind long before the thought of opening the box, but unfortunately, the waves he sent out had no effect on the spirits. His mind was set on opening the box and besides that, he was excited to see if he could make an actual thread this time. As usual, he locked his eyes on a nearby spirit and used his will to stop it.

He pondered for a few minutes on what the best course of action was before he simply decided to give different tasks to the wills. One will would fully concentrate on making sure that the spirit wouldn’t move and the other would concentrate on delicately pulling the spirit and making a thread out of it. Having decided that, he immediately set out to work. He stopped the spirit just fine, but when it came to making sure the other will was pulling on it, he was having some difficulties.

The two wills were like small children, he had to make sure both were properly doing their jobs otherwise each of the two wills would wander off to join the other will in its action. His concentration got broken several times before he fully zoned out and managed to pay attention to both of the wills at once, instructing them with instructions. The process itself was still hard, but it was nowhere as hard as before. Having two wills wasn’t like cutting in half the work required, it lifted the strain and the burden his mind had to take and divided it between the two wills, making the process a lot more manageable and smoother.

He elongated the spirit until it resembled a spear shaft and he felt like he could still go on. The spirit slowly became a needle, though much, much finer and longer this time. Orou couldn’t fully make the string, but it would fit for his purposes. Then arrived the part where he collapsed last time, one will was making sure the spirit wouldn’t collapse and the other was in charge of moving the spirit. The travel was much, much smoother this time, though it still shook on some occasions. Orou distinctly noticed the will that was holding down the spirit was experiencing way more strain than the other will and he wondered if there was a way to split the pressure.

Finally, after several minutes of preparation, the needle had twisted and bent and gone through all of the openings in the cube. It slowly opened and once more, an invisible wave spread out through the room, making the rest of the spirits submit. Utilising both of his wills to analyze the wave, he lied in wait for an opportunity to see if he was right to split his will in half. After an hour or so, the moment of truth finally arrived. The spirits were restless, about to break free from the control of the greater spirit and that was the moment Orou chose.

He imagined the half of his will as a boundless wave, which triggered the memories of a black, rolling wave for some reason. Giving an order for the wave to travel onwards, he ordered the second will to grab a nearby spirit that had turned stiff and was facing his direction. He simply had to make the order as the spirit practically came rushing towards him, all resistance from it completely gone. He had the feeling that he could easily order the spirit to be of any shape and as he wanted to do that, he found the spirit return to being stiff, his own wave overridden by the greater spirits.

He was disappointed at first, but as he kept thinking of the endless possibilities that came with this discovery, he once more became excited. Tomorrow, he was going to finally finish the spell he had been working on!