He sat in the familiar cabin, his eyes closed motionlessly, but he was now shouting hoarsely at the strange self in his mind.

"What the hell do you want! What the hell do you want! He roared in his heart.

No one responded, he waited like a fool, and he couldn't help but tense the nerves in his neck, and his closed eyelids twitched for a while.

For a long time, when he sighed and was about to give up, the voice suddenly began to laugh in his head.

"You know what I want." The voice said.

"I don't know, how would I know? You appeared inexplicably, all without warning! Why? Why is there another me? The survivor shouted in confusion.

"Without warning?" The voice spoke, his tone sinister, like a sizzling electric charge, the sonorous and heavy metal grinding, but in his bones it was indeed like his voice, the voice of his own death.

"I am the true owner of this body! And you are nothing but the instinct of consciousness, the filling of vacancies. I'm coming back! Brat! Like it or dislike it, that's up to you. The voice laughed.

"No, I am! This is my body, you are nothing but divided thoughts, ghosts of the past! "The surviving protested.

"Whatever you like, boy, ghost or whatever, eventually you'll be me, I'll be you, we've always been like this, always have been." The voice couldn't stop laughing.

"I won't, I won't become you, I can feel your monstrous hatred, your murderous intentions, they have no boundaries, you are the embodiment of evil." The undead shouted in his heart.

"For someone who can't remember the past, you can't help but be too confident, who are you? And who am I? The voice was full of laughter. You'll remember it, I can assure you, maybe it's on that bastard's next destination. Suzerain, Travel, Companion...... Haha, as usual, you actually became a dog of the Khandians, boy, you know? When I found out all this, every time I felt the desire to strangle myself. ”

"Why? Why do you hate the Kander so much? "Strangely in his heart, he could feel the change in the mood of his other self, as if this 'he' always seemed angry when it came to the Kande. He had asked him this question several times, but the answer he had never given was satisfactory.

"Hate the Kanders? No, I'm trying to kill them. As you have just said, I have no hatred for them, and there has always been only one who can receive this privilege, and you obviously know to whom he belongs. The voice echoed in the minds of the surviving, strange and clear.

"Add?" The Dead couldn't help but exclaim, and just as he was about to inquire further, a crisp bell rang from the silent cabin.

"Not dead, I can hear you." The voice of the fairy man Lilac sounded outside the door. "Open the door and let us in, everyone is worried about you."

"Go away!" The surviving shouted into the closed hatch as usual.

"They're a bunch of Khand's pets...... the voice in his head said in a weird voice.

"What the hell is wrong with you, you are not dead, we are travel partners, why can't you talk to everyone about something?" Lilac held on outside the door.

"Don't do your business, I just want to be alone!" He said angrily.

"You've been in this situation for a long time, you know, you're not dead, it's not okay to go on like this, we have to report to the Travel Committee, it will affect Add's normal travel itinerary." Lilac responded.

"Look, you think it's about you? It says this only to worry about the master's journey, and in the minds of their group, you are nothing more than a tool, a thug who can be discarded at any time when he is used up, and an unobtrusive bodyguard on his daily journey. The voice swirled in his ears.

"Shut up!" Roaring for the undead.

His hysterical shout made the lilac outside the door stop persuading, and in the silence, it suddenly sighed leisurely outside the door, and the surviving could hear the wings flapping in the air and make a slight vibration, and the sound disappeared, and the fairy man once again dispelled the idea of trying, and returned in vain, which could not help but make the distressed shadowless man breathe a little relieved.

"I remember the journey of that transformation." There was silence for a while, and the voice in my head suddenly began to speak. "I mean, the journey from 'you' to 'me' was really uncomfortable, but it's really interesting to think about it now......"

"I repeat, I will never become you!" The survivor couldn't help but plug his ears with his hands. "Those things you are talking about, those so-called reincarnations, I don't believe it! I don't believe it! ”

"You're already convinced, aren't you?" Voice. "Those fragments churning in your head, that's your memory, all you have to do is piece them together......"

"What happens then? Will you take my place? You clever and pleasant spirit! The faces of the survivors contorted, their scarlet eyes glowing in the dark chamber with fear.

"Replace you? No, no, you're mistaken, kid. "Laughter." Then you will discover the truth that will surprise you, and when you know it, the upheaval will be a hundred times more intense than the small spontaneous resistance you have now. ”

"Take it easy, boy, and don't be afraid to tell you, and by the end, I'll be out of your ears." The voice seemed to comfort the survivors.

"And you will become the real and only you." He began to laugh, and the more he laughed, the more crazy he became.