Chapter 90 - 90: A Talk Among Myths (1/2)

With a flash Alex appeared in his room, he stood there for a few seconds staring blankly at the wall, before facepalming.

”Asfius you fuċkɨnġ idiot, no wait I'm the fuċkɨnġ idiot”, Alex said out loud as Asfius was technically him yet just an alternative personality or ego, they shared memories they shared experience yet Asfius had never experienced anything like this on his own so it was pointless.

Alex was raving inside his own mind when suddenly a ghostly apparition appeared in front of him, it was unclear at first but within a few seconds, it became as refined and Alex could clearly see Asfius standing in front of him. The way he appeared was no different from the way he appeared when Alex was standing in front of Yris for the last time.

”Asfius?”, Alex asked a bit of shock could be heard in his voice, he never expected something like this to happen, yes he had separated his past lives from his soul and held them together with a link to him, they would be the same yet not. He didn't do it because he rejected him quite the contrary he didn't want to lose them. They were each unique individuals that he held more dear than anything in his entire life.

Thus they had their own thoughts and emotions the same as they had when he was them, yet they are still him and he is still them. 'Ah fuċk my head hurts', Alex thought when he thought about the thing he had set up. In all honesty, he had no idea how he did it, he just felt a hand guiding him he didn't know how to explain it just like you can't explain the great language of bullshit.

'Maybe that is what I did, I created something that should be considered bullshit and it ended up working!', Alex had wondered about it for many years and he came up with only one answer, 'I have no fuċkɨnġ clue'.

The ghostly Titan nodded as confirming that it was really him then spoke, 'I do not understand them'.

”I could figure that out myself, and feel it too, remember were linked, and when you took control I could feel my personality dropped to a level below a stone.”, Alex said.

”Not wise to mock yourself you know”, an ethereal voice was heard and within Alex's view, an elf appeared with glowing forest green eyes.

”Not you too”, Alex ġrȯȧnėd.

”It's almost like you do not want to see us old friend”, the gravel-like voice was heard and an old man littered with scars appeared in front of Alex, his majestic beard waving under the non-existent air. ”But we are more than happy to finally have found a way to communicate with you, it gets kind of stuffy you know.”

”I'm going batshit crazy, I'm going batshit crazy, I'm going batshit crazy, I'm going batshit crazy...”, a deep abyssal voice was heard by Alex being whispered into his ear.

”Mournomon you bastard”, Alex yelled as he jumped away from the separation of the scourge, standing there as he laughed happily.

”I, know were bastards, Hahahahaha”, Mournomon laughed with a deep voice.

”I have ruined myself”, Alex said with a deep sigh.

”Don't worry it isn't mania or dementia”, Mythander said, as he rubbed his chin, ”You'r perfectly sain”.

”I doubt it”, Alex said.