《Eternal Requiem》Sound of Trickery
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You really are an interesting subject Kage
…?
Who are–me?
Yes, I am you, well a culmination of a few of your memories to be precise,
You are the you without any old memories
My memories?
Are you the reason I don’t remember anything?
No, you can’t remember because you have too much to remember Kage,
It confuses you doesn’t it Kage?
You start jumbling different thoughts and moments together,
I don’t know what you mean…
Don’t you?
What is your earliest memory?
Waking up in chained in a house, I was–
–False that never happened
You are remembering something that did happen but not to you,
No, that happened, I remember the house I remember burning it,
I remember the forest
You weren’t 'awake’ yet for any of that Kage, those things never happened to you
Yes, they did—
–Never happened, those are different memories of separate happenings
Do you see why you can’t remember anything Kage?
You’re just trying to manipulate me…
I…. I... met the prince working for Jissepi,
If not for him I would never have made it to Soterra and met Lyra and the others
Are you going to say that was false too?
The prince died a little boy you never met him, he did however interact with you once, but that was before you were aware
Lies!
Do you want to know what your real first memory is Kage?
……
Remember that explosion in the desert?
It did not happen because of the prince’s requiem, nothing of the such occurred,
But is besides the point, when you first opened your eyes was in that castle under the sand
The first thing you ever spoke to was that beastman, not a human
Who are you really?
Why are you telling me this?
Am I dead?
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Am I actually insane?
Like I said previously I am you,
But before I was you, the memories I had belonged to the person they called the blackmagic dealer,
I was originally from this second, from the palace you are in right now, my home,
I would have been it’s king had I not turned to a life of piracy, but it was through that life I ended up finding you Kage,
You gave me knowledge of things far beyond the grasp of humanity, what the ignorant people call black magic,
Who am I then?
Where is my home?
Why can’t the think anything right now?
You are me and I am you now
I do not have access to the memories of your home, the you that is currently conscious does,
You cannot think because we are in our own mind.
With that being said, it’s time for us to wake up.
No I’m not done questioning—
…..
…..
“Urrrghh,”
(My head feels it’s being pounded by hammers)
“Oi, are ya finished ya nap,” An impatient Harry calls,
“You!” I roll back stumbling to my feet and reaching for my gun,
“Aye what’s with you, didya have a nightmare?”
“You just shot me!” I point my weapon at the woman
“What are you talking about Kage?”
“As soon as I brought ya inside this ship, ya passed out, now ya up and taking about how I shot ya?”
“You did”
(She did...I remember….)
“Then where’s the bullet holes in ya,
Matter of fact if I did you would be dead,
I’m always get the job done”
“….….
Was that really just a dream?”
“Aye sir, but if it’s any consolation, I passed out too,”
“You did?”
“Came to right before you,
I reckon it is was due to the little amount of air here,”
“….
I swear you just shot me,”
“The mind has way of playing tricks on you sometimes ya know.”
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