A (very) brief glimpse into what I perceive as Syaoran's thoughts about his other self. I would have preferred to do a work on his other self, but that would be impossible at this point. By the way. Pronoun capitilization is intentional.
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Who are you?
I can feel you at the edge of my mind, threatening to consume and destroy me. You are so familiar, a dream that can barely be remembered. I know you to be the deepest pain, the most profound suffering, but also the greatest power. It may be evil, but I need that power for Her, and I shall destroy even myself for Her sake.
You look so familiar, could you be... me?
I am Syaoran, but who does that make you? Wait... no. Syaoran is the name I have been given, the name I have taken. What is my name, that which was mine before I awoke to find myself alone. Do you know? Would the answer change something?
If you are me, than who am I?
Why do I want to forget, to avoid, to ignore my past? Was it so painful that I could not bare it? Was it so frightening that I must run from it? Was my lonliness so all encompassing that it would drive me mad were I to know it again? Perhaps I am indeed fleeing from my past by embracing this present.
It doesn't matter.
The only thing that matters. The only thing that will ever matter, is Her. If I must lose myself to you, to the darkness within, then I will do so with neither hesitation nor trepidation. God have mercy on my soul, but She is the only thing that matters.
Sakura...