Jeff couldn't believe this. How could he have been so careless? The story wasn't exactly believable anyway, and Bubblegum wasn't stupid. He fumbled with his hands, desperately trying to speak, trying to make any sound that indicated he hadn't gone braindead. He finally managed to talk, "Give me a moment." It wasn't the story Bubblegum had hoped for, but it indicated he was actually attempting to think. As Jeff nervously brushed his hand through his hair, preparing to relive the moments he was about to recall.

Marceline finally arrived at the large building in the center of the kingdom. She knocked on the door, thinking of how she would present the information to Finn. The sound of a doorknob being turned was heard, and the door creeped open. "Marceline?", Jake said, startled. "Why'd you knock? You can come in whenever you want.

"Sorry, I'm a little out of it.",She replied as she floated in and planted herself on the couch.

"First of all.", Jeff spoke up. "The entire story isn't a lie." He began to regain his composure, and had a look of seriousness on his face. "Instead of comparing and contrasting, I'll just start from the beginning. The military part wasn't a total lie. Except I wasn't diagnosed when I was drafted. That wouldn't even make sense, mess or not, an insane person is still insane. I joined of my own will. It was the PTSD that made me this way. I was signed up to test the chemicals in that lab. It was a type of ultimate soldier thing. They were planing on making a soldier so advanced, no one could stand up to them. Thing is, there was a mole. A spy leaked the info to Germany, and the factory was bombed, with me in it."

Finn sat on the seat next to Marcy, "So what is it?"

"Well, you know how I had to leave because of my dad?"

"Yeah."

"He wants me to do something, about the Azreth situation." Finn visibly twitched. "What does he want to do?"

"What he's proposing is..."

"Every soldier was hooked up to a network of vital monitors. It was monitored by a supercomputer. Whenever a soldier was taken out, the machine notified whoever was in charge of it. Thing is, when the factory was bombed, all those vitals went out...except for mine. They checked, and there I was, wandering in the wasteland. They snatched me up, tested me, and eventually released me into battle. I mastered some of my abilities, energy manipulation, super speed, strength. But one thing kept happening. Violent outbursts. The PTSD from the bombing had eaten away at me, slowly decreasing my sanity, until it was unfixable. I was pulled from the battlefield, put in an institution, and tested. Eventually, I escaped...but at a cost."

Princess Bubblegum listened intently, waiting for him to continue. "To escape-", he started again. "I had to hurt someone dear to me."

"Elena.", Bubblegum whispered.

Jeff nodded, "She was my caregiver, so she was the first in my way. I deluded myself into thinking I went on a mission and never saw her again when it failed. That was the first lie. The military couldn't track me. I was removed from the vital tracking program after my insanity, so they didn't know where I was. I wandered for four days, not sure where to go. Eventually, I couldn't take it. The voices, the thoughts, the memories. I tried to take my life...but then I discovered...I couldn't die."

"Is he crazy?!", Finn shouted. "I won't let myself be killed to help your dad keep control!"

"This isn't just about that! Azreth is coming soon, and there's no way to stop him! We need to get rid of him."

"I won't let getting rid of him include getting rid of me!"

"Finn, you probably won't even be hurt!"

"I'm with Finn on this.", Jake stepped in. "There must be another way to do this!"

"I've been thinking of another way, but this way makes sense.", she replied.

"No, I won't do it!", Finn shouted.

"I lived on for the passing years, witnessing my own race tear itself apart. Eventually I became a raider, stealing from houses, people, and anything else I could find. I met some people, joined some groups, and hurt more people. Eventually, I was moving through a forest, trying to find this 'Ooo' people talked about, hoping to start new. But, fate decided I wasn't done yet. I stumbled across an old house in the forest. With my raider instinct, I approached it, hoping to find something good. I moved in close, getting a good view of the place. Then I saw. A family. There were two visible through the the windows. They moved around, saying things I couldn't hear. Eventually I decided to move on, until I felt something push against the back of my head. 'Don't move!' I stayed still, doing as I was told. The people heard him and came outside. 'Damn raiders!' The man shouted. 'Good job Jeff.' The woman said to the boy with the gun against my head. 'Alright, don't hurt him, bring him in and-'. I tried to get free, and the kid shot me in the head. 'Holy shit!' The man shouted. I stood up and...and...in a fit of rage, I killed them. It was over in an instant. I shook my head at myself, horrified that I had done it again.

Then I heard it. A baby inside was crying. I made my way in, and, there he was. Laying in the crib, wailing. I didn't know what to do...Until, 'Je-Jeff?' The baby asked. He thought I was the kid, probably his brotheyr. I couldn't bring myself to finish the job...so I grabbed the kid, a picture in the wall and ran out. I took him with me, horrified. I had murdered this kids parents, and took him from his home, because I couldn't bare letting him die. But, I couldn't stand him being with me. Every time he said, 'Jeff' I got worse. Eventually, I gave up. After lugging this kid around for almost a month, I left him in the woods. I came to Ooo, and deluded myself into thinking I was his brother. And...The rest is history."

Princess Bubblegum couldn't take it all in. This was too much. "And that baby...", she stuttered.

"Was Finn.", Jeff finished for her.

"S-So you're name isn't even Jeff?" He shook his head.