"Ah, good. You're finally here."
The strange, inhuman voice was eerily familiar. She'd been slipping through the usual uneasy, nightmarish dreams that came with her depression, until her consciousness had suddenly come into startling focus as she landed in an alarmingly vivid dream. Everything around her was white and empty; except there was a very large, familiar looking door, and a very odd, white humanoid creature with nothing but a grin for a face. Well…her subconscious had certainly outdone itself this time. Why on earth was she dreaming about Truth?
"Umm…what's going on exactly?" she questioned, a puzzled expression playing across her features. Given that she was aware she was dreaming she wasn't too concerned by the situation, but this was definitely not typical of the dreams she usually had.
"I have a request to make."
The inhuman entity actually sounded rather exasperated. She raised an eyebrow. She'd never heard its voice take on a tone like that.
"What sort of request?" she asked.
"I simply cannot stand the annoying little twerp anymore. I realize after characters die I end up having to put up with them in my dimension, but I've had enough of his antics. I need a break, and he needs a tune up," the Truth actually sounded rather annoyed. She stared at it blankly.
"…Huh?"
"On top of which, you clearly need your head re-threaded before you do something stupid to yourself. So I've decided to kill two birds with one stone, figuratively speaking. I'm giving him to your care to manage and look after until I deem the two of you have learned your respective lessons. In exchange for having to put up with his abrasiveness, I will give you complete control over him. He will be subjugated to you. This will not only keep him out of trouble, but hopefully it will be a much needed humbling experience for him. And for your safety, any damage inflicted upon your body will be equally inflicted upon his body; which also means if you die, he will die too. So do try to stay alive. I don't want him to come back here any sooner than he has to."The white humanoid's tone was rather dry.
Amara blinked repeatedly. She'd had weird dreams before but this was beyond strange…
"Umm…who exactly are you talking about?" she asked uncertainly.
The Truth snorted. "You would know him as the fourth homunculus. And I recommend giving a subjugation command as soon as you wake up, or else you may sustain serious damage to your body. He's never been humanity's biggest fan," the Truth sounded amused.
"Wait a minute…you mean Envy right?" why on earth was she dreaming this? Was it because of the elevator music followed by seeing Envy's picture before she fell asleep? Or maybe not taking sleeping pills for a change had messed around with her subconscious…
"Oh, and one more thing. Because I don't want you getting rid of him before I choose to let you, you cannot command him to do anything that will result in his injury or death," the Truth added, ignoring her question. Then it grinned. "Good luck Amara. Try to teach him some manners if you can."
The coppertop frowned in confusion.
"I don't understand what you're talking about," her tone was a little exasperated. Truth's laughter echoed around her before the scene began to dissolve and blackness swarmed her. Suddenly she found it was rather difficult to breathe. She really needed some air. What was this ridiculously heavy weight that was suddenly crushing her?