Floating…I am floating. I am nowhere. I open my eyes and see black: black walls, black ceilings, black floors: if there is walls, ceilings, or floors. Who am I? Where am I? That's right…I am nowhere.
You are here.
Who are you?
I am you.
Me?
Yes, you.
But how: I am me.
I am me also, which is you.
Where am I?
You are in a state of consciousness.
What do you mean?
This is you.
What? How can that be?
This is you.
I do not understand.
This is you.
…
Are you afraid?
I do not fear.
Are you afraid?
No.
Are you afraid?
No!
Are you afraid?
Who are you?!
I am you.
I do not understand.
This, this is we. This is our reality. This is our natural world: the world in which we belong.
I do not belong here. I belong with Sector 8 of th—
You belong where you belong. Reality is not yours to change. That power is not yours.
I do not understand. Who are you?
I am you.
I still do not understand.
I am you. You are me. We equal each other as a whole.
No. I am me.
I am me: which is you.
I am confused.
You understand.
No I do not.
We are in a world in which you have created in your own subconscious.
Then why are you here?
…Because I am you…
Fine then. WHAT are you?
Ah. You have finally asked a good question…
Well?
I am the origin of your soul.
My soul?
Yes.
I do not own a so—
Yes you do. I am what make's you a whole. I am what make's you feel emotion. I am the existence: the superior being.
I thought I was.
You are. I am you. I am you in every shape and form. I am what you have created throughout your years of existence. I am the space in which you filled with emotions unconsciously.
…
You do not understand…
No I do n—
It was not a question.
…You say you are me. But who am I?
That is for you only to figure out.
Why can't you tell me?
I am not obligated to tell you.
Who do you answer too?
…
Hello?
I do not understand your question. I answer to no one. I am you. I answer to the people you answer too.
If you are me then why don't I know who I am?
You do know. You know within me. But you must dig.
…
What is your fear?
What?
What do you fear?
I fear nothing.
What do you fear?
Nothing.
What do you fear?
Nothing!
What do you fear, Mog?
No! Nothing!! Shut up!
What do you fear?
Hate! I fear loneliness. I fear my manufacturers will take away my ability to act and feel human.
What do you wish?
I wish for life.
You have life.
No I don't. I wish for a normal life.
No you don't. You wish to kill. You love the smell of blood.
No…No! NO!!
…..
Huh? Are you laughing?!
You amuse me.
I amuse myself?
What do you fear…Mog?
