Another update... lol
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"When you meet someone for the first time, that's not the whole book. That's just the first page.
- Brody Armstrong
"What do they even mean by collecting EGO?" The Wanderer murmured, walking for almost an hour to find nothing but to hear the whispers.
All she saw is this seemingly endless black hall, and the whispers, Ego Rex's so-called whispers. While it is intriguing, she's been here for a while, so the constant repeat of it lost her interest. Oh, don't get her wrong though, the Wanderer already discovered that this whisper is a literal bubble dialogue passing now through her.
But that was minutes later at the start of her journey here. When one bubble seemingly appears right in front of her, in panic, she acts without thinking and punches that bubble, but instead of 'pop', it sounds more like a paper being shredded. After that she just taps or just flicks the bubbles out of boredom.
"Ego Rex! I know you're still there! I know this might be rude or anything after I agreed with you, but what now?" shouted the Wanderer, flicking another bubble while thinking about maybe retreating back.
"You have collected enough EGO. Now go see Es."
For the second time, the Wanderer jolted by the sudden declaration.Gee, they really like to be ominous aren't they?The Wanderer thought while grumbling some.
That's when a door appeared out of nowhere, as if it was there at the beginning.Does this hall cover that door?She approaches the door and discovers it is the same as that door from the outside, with glowing symbol of butterfly and everything. This is it. I'm gonna meet Es. Whoever that is. And she turned the handle, and nervously, she opened the door.
… She expected it to be like the outside, but that's not the case here. This place is a greyscale world, one actually the Wanderer glad instead of being black and white. And this place actually has things, accurately, this place is a library. The moment the Wanderer entered she was greeted with books everywhere, another she is glad to do something. And on the side of this enormous library, there it is, or she is.
"Well, look who showed up. I grew tired of waiting."
There, a girl is behind the counter, reading her book at hand. Appears to be around teens. She wears a European-based dress, consisting of a purple jacket with gold detailing, black clothes behind the jacket with gold lines, handkerchief near her neck and she's wearing gloves. The Wanderer can't see behind the counter, but she presumed it would be a dress kind with her code of outfit. This girl is short, about five-foot two-inch she thinks, her hair is long, one side braid, color black that shines in an unknown source of light. She also has bangs that obscures her forehead. But what is most iconic to her if you ask the Wanderer, is her face, eyes that are colored silver but devoid expression, her whole face expression shown none.
But damn, she's beautiful. The Wanderer can't help.
"Er, hi!" The Wanderer nervously said with excitement. "You must be Es! I-"
"Sorry but I'll get right to the point. Take a seat." The girl, Es, said closing her book, while gesturing the chair across her. The Wanderer frowned.
"I have twelve questions for you. Don't think too hard. Just answer honestly." Es said never ever showing any signs of emotions, just deadpanned. She pulls out a paper and a pen.
That's… rude, actually. The Wanderer thought, still she complied.
And for the next minutes or so, Es asked questions, while the Wanderer answered it honestly. It's actually never that long, the questions are not hard but it's interesting. It is mentioned before by Ego Rex themselves that it is about the Wanderer. So the Wanderer seems to be able to answer the questions without a beat, while it would take almost a minute for some questions she is unsure of. During the quiz however, the Wanderer takes an interest in Es herself. Why is she here? Why is a library here? Why, a girl like you is here?
Es began to speak, "It seems you're employing Projection."
"Eh? What do you mean?"
"Your defense mechanism. You're the type to protect yourself by projecting onto others the inner feelings you find difficult to accept. You might also be accused of being dependent; quick to blur the line between yourself and others."
"Huh." That's the only word the Wanderer uttered, deep in her thoughts.
"Well? Did that clear things up?" asked Es.
"Not really. I'm actually not aware of that in some parts." The Wanderer answered without a beat again. This earns the librarian cocking her head to the side.
"You don't know much at all, do you? Not about this place, or about who you are…" Es stated, while staring at the Wanderer.
"... Are you calling me dumb?" The Wanderer asked with a clear message saying, I'm offended. "I thought we could be friends or something you know." She continues mumbling, how she's been put up by a teenager.
Es only looked on with expressing confusion, despite it doesn't shown in her face. "We just met? Anyway, come again when you have more EGO." She said returning to her book.
That's it? The Wanderer thought unknowingly and spoke it out loud. "Er, I mean, after all that. You don't want to talk?" After a few seconds of no response she just sighs. "Alright, I'll return. See you later, Es."
"Oh, by the way." The librarian spoke, eyeing the Wanderer's back, "There's also a bathroom and shower if you turn left to where you faced. Just to inform you."
What. The Wanderer practically feels her eye twitching, her brows about to meet each other. She turns around, opening her mouth to rebut, say things like, I'm good you know or Hey, I smell fine! But holds her tongue.
… When was the last time she took a bath?
With a deep breath, she just smiled at Es and replied, "Thanks, Es."
Later…
The Wanderer, having been from the bathroom and proceeds to exit the library, takes a quick glance at the girl who is still reading her book.
… Heh, you reminded me of… The Wanderer hangs her thought, blinking, then exits the library, going back to the hall.
I decided that I'll update the story every Sunday, and maybe sometimes in Wednesday! Of course, it's my timeline!
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