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TIME—18:38:00

My vision is strangely glazed…

I feel… Oh… so sluggish. What is this strange sensation?

The world is …cavorting around me? The world is swaying around me? The world is dancing around… me? Have all laws that govern the world been destroyed? Is this the doing of the two Great Beings? Or… perhaps this is the doing of the Mighty One? What is this?

The end of the world?

Halt, Uxie. For what reason would they destroy the world? Be it so that a reason exists, your existence contradicts with your conjecture. The death of the world would imply the death of intelligence, thus, namely your death. Has your sharp wit left you, Uxie? To think that you have fallen to such a state disgraces your status as the Being of Intelligence. Assess the situation well, and come up with a probable reason.

Live up to the name or fall as a fool.

Ah, the spots are clearing up. My vision is becoming increasingly clear. That was probably disorientation, commonly felt by the lower beings. The movement of the ground is probably an illusion cast by my confused senses. See, the swaying is slowing and the dancing is stopping. It was disorientation. Disorientation.

Humbleness, Uxie, humbleness. Do not be quick to fall prey to arrogance. Your conjecture may be true, but think. Think, what could have caused a being such as you to succumb to disorientation? Do you not always pride yourself on clarity of mind? Could disorientation be called clarity of mind?

Disorientation undermines intelligence. It facilitates unnecessary hallucinations.

My limbs feel leaden, as if encased in steel. Is this perhaps a transposed sensation? Mayhap the disorientation in mind has been transposed to disorientation in body. That would be highly likely.

Wait. Wait, my limbs are truly encased in steel. They are … restrained. I am restrained. Restrained… I have never been restrained. What am I to do?

Well, foolish Uxie, if one is restrained, is it not right that the only course of way to follow is to escape? Do you not agree with me? You have been blessed with great power to oversee the workings of the lower beings. Now, utilize that power, and break the shackles.

Break. Break. Nothing is happening. Break!

BREAK!

My power is not working. I can barely summon the energy to create a light sphere, much less break free of such resilient bonds! My power is not working! It is not! I am as helpless as any common rat in the gutter!

MY POWER HAS BEEN STOLEN FROM ME! I AM SAPED OF MY STRENGTH!

Peace of mind, Uxie! Your emotions would cloud your judgement! Peace of mind. Calm yourself suitably, and gain control of your emotions. They would be nothing but a hindrance. Bottle up your emotions for now, and bury them somewhere in the recesses of your heart.

As Mesprit always says 'Peace, Uxie, peace.'

Now, answer my previous query. This is not a suggestion, it is an order. Do not stray off the path as the Being of Intelligence any further, but rather, think. Retrace the incidents, and turn back your time. Sieve through your memories and discover the happenings that have led to this.

TIME—18:38:01

Have you ever felt discouraged, jaded or something? And due to some circumstances, you can't relieve your burdens onto anyone. So, won't you create an imaginary friend? A friend who is always there and never contrary.

Yea, and that is basically what or who those italic words represent.

P.S. Take note of the timing. Remember, all this happened in a split second.