~ 1 Week After the Last Chapter ~

For once, the light mind-scape wasn't filled with loud noises - which could be seen as either a good or bad thing depending on one's point of view.

As an example; the more logical of the sides found the volume to be pleasing, but the reasoning for it being so quite the opposite.

His 'long gone friend' had once again made his mind travel back in time, this time because of a theme in a video - or just the recording in general.

Disney is one of those things that basically everyone knows about, and 'everyone' is split into three groups: first, the 'disney lovers'; second, the 'disney fan-supporters' & finally, the 'disney haters'.

The second & third groups are quite small (understatement much?), which makes falling into the first one quite common - and 'lucky' for the nerd, he AND his 'old friend' fell into that very category.

He never opened up to morality or the red-themed male about it, that's for sure, but this only served to either make things worse or change nothing - he didn't know which one though.

However, one thing that did change something was the fact that the fancible aspect literally laughed at his friend for liking Disney (not in the nice way) - which in the intellectuals books, was a big no-no.

With all of the hindering thoughts swimming around the teacher's head, he did the only thing he could do - pulling the fabric around his neck as if the world depended on it, but it didn't; the world didn't need or want him, and for all he knew, no one wanted him.

~ 2 Weeks Later ~

The video that the sides & their host were recording on this day would be a bit of a mix between a 'normal' vlog & a Sanders Sides episode, and honestly, the slight change didn't really bother anyone.

However, even if it didn't cause any negative emotions to be tossed around, it did add to a certain neck-tie wearing trait's figurative "I'll regret this later" list - and 'later' could mean any 'amount' of 'later'.

As an example; the nerd-like facet could start to regret doing certain things within the video (or just doing the video in general) a day later, a week later, a few months later or several years later - but instead, he begun to regret things only 10 minutes after the video.

One could only guess what would've happened to the logical persona, and that guess would have a 90% chance of being accurate if one already knows of a certain 'habit' that he acquired due to different events in the past - the past that he wishes to be forgotten.

The things within the now published video that had occurred wouldn't have been anything out of the ordinary for anyone at first sight, but for him - it only added to the wishes that he tried so desperately to make a reality.

But, not all dreams turn into real things, not all fiction stories become non-fiction - and the intellectual side's 'wants' would never become 'wanted' and 'achieved'.

In fact, his wishes wouldn't come true for many YouTube video's to come - however, that doesn't mean that his efforts to make them a reality caused nothing to happen.

As time went on, as recordings got longer, as posts & their qualities improved and as the fandom continued to grow - the 'characters' within said fandom grew along with the people watching.

The four personas at the time revealed their names, the more 'antagonist-like' of them got accepted & little bits of how the traits would act got revealed.

However, one of the 'bits' were never revealed - and could only be hoped as to not be shown to the outside world in the future.

What is that thing, one would ask?

Well, let's just say that the dark-blue themed aspect has a little 'emotion-erasing' habit - but, no one can 'get rid of emotions' like that, so what's really happening?

In all honesty, they were being hidden - just like the fact that he wasn't who he seemed to be, just like the fact that he had lied about not knowing the emo, just like the fact that he wasn't as robotic as he seemed, just like the fact that he wasn't as 'non-affected' by the others & just like the fact that he wasn't as 'normal' as he wished he was.

Many of the 'fanders' soon came to the realisation that Logan's 'attitude' or 'way of acting' changed - he never had that large grin on his face, nor did he show much exaggeration in his tone of voice, the only times that he acted less 'robot-like' were when expressing extreme negative emotions.

However; the moral, creative, anxious & deceiving sides never noticed - of course they didn't notice though, they don't care.

They don't care.

They don't care.

They never cared.

They will never care.

They CAN'T care for a robotic, nerdy & emotionless side like you.

They CAN'T care for someone who lied to them about their past like you.

Roman never cared in the first place, why should he care after finding out about your little secrets?

Patton doesn't care for you, he knows that YOU exist - so why wouldn't he notice that YOU never show up?

Remus won't care for you, he REPLACED YOU.

Janus doesn't care for you any more, not after YOU caused Thomas to attack a student - he allowed YOU to be REPLACED!

Virgil will never care for you after finding out that YOU hid away from him, he was searching for YOU but YOU never showed up - he HATES YOU!

A male with dark brown & somewhat messy hair jolted upward from his previous sleeping position, sweat covering his pale face as his breathing went at the speed of light.

The persona wore a pair of black pants & a grey long-sleeve t-shirt, his eyes seeming to go back to a more normal state as the seconds went by - his mouth shutting close once his panting had turned into controlled inhaling & exhaling.

He then stretched out his left-arm, his fingers latching onto a pair of glasses which he then proceeded to place onto the bridge of his nose - afterwards swinging his legs over the edge of the bed that he had been sleeping in about a minute prior.

After a few more minutes had past, the teacher-like facet sat in a dark-blue office chair in front of a light-brown wooden desk - his top now pitch black which matched the jeans that he currently had on, the only colourful piece of clothing being the stripe-covered accessory that was tied around his collar & neck.

On top of the table in front of the intellectual sat a laptop, pile of papers, binder filled with sheets & a stack of books - the more technical of the gadgets in the centre with the dark-blue themed side's fingers gliding across the keyboard.

An illuminating glow lit up logic's somewhat pale face, his eyes tracing some of the things that had showed up on the screen until he finally leaned back into his seat - his fingers practically flinging off of the keyboard.

After a solid 30 minutes of looking away from the laptop, the asset propped up and scanned the device - his voice raising into the morning air in a blank tone as he read out-loud;

"Logan's Lowdown."

The next hour went by in a blur, a camera set up in the middle of a certain Youtubers apartment as parts of his personality popped up from the ground - one of them in digital form for their entire time being recorded and some of them showing up through 'different' mediums, which could only be described as 'video-game styled messages'.

Something about a snek boi's name was mentioned, another about self-care & mental health but other than that - the focus that the more intelligent of the group was giving was beginning to slip from his grasp, instead being replaced with even more depressing thoughts.

His 'friends', his 'family', the people that surrounded him every single day of his life didn't think that he could express or even have emotions - they saw him as a robot, something to be used for one purpose & that purpose alone.

In this case, he was a fact-machine - spitting out facts for the others and then being ignored the second after he shut his mouth.

It was an endless cycle, one that he had grown used to and now sees as nothing more that 'the treatment he deserved' - after all, he'd been hiding something HUGE from them so this was basically karma.

Karma, that would never stop.

For all he knew, it could go on to follow him into the afterlife - if that even existed.

But for now, he would just have to believe; believe that the way he was treated was right, believe that his robot-like nicknames were accurate to who he was, believe that the voices in his head were telling him the truth, believe that the others ignoring him was the right thing to do & believe that he was logic - not energy, not extreme emotion, not impulsive reactions, nothing of the sort.

He - was - LOGIC, and that's all he'll ever be.