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Author's Note: Since there seems to be some confusion with Clay's Geass, I decided to include the first bonus chapter earlier on, without the reviews. If you still can't figure it out, read the bottom of the page.
Clay's Journal: Entry 1
Date: Time is an opinion.
Dear Journal,
As I write in here, I question if even this journal is real, or just something I created from my imagination. It is sadly the fate of my Geass that I can create in the minds of others and myself the opinion that something exists. Their minds tell them they are feeling it with neurological signals, but it may not be there or it could be something else. For example, on one of my first missions, I had to assassinate someone, the name was irrelevant. I was holding a gun, but in their mind, and in mine, it was a bouquet of roses, and they smelled like roses, felt like roses, but in the end, they were just an illusion in our minds. Still, my name Clay was given as a cheap reference to the ancient philosopher Plato, who wrote Allegory to the Cave, something that was saying that something cannot be real, but we could be chained to a ground, unable to move our bodies, and we watch shadows of people passing by for our entire lives. In the end, since we do not know that there are people behind us, Plato noted that we conclude that the shadows are what we consider real until we can look behind us, which is impossible unless we are released from our chains.
Still, the reasons I am writing now is the previous night, I have once again had the same recurring dream. In the dream, I was in the past again, in the forest around the small town in which I lived for some time. My three friends were with me, but if they are alive today, I do not know. Maybe I just created them with my Geass, and I lived my entire life in a capsule tube. Still, during that time, they were real to me. Maybe they still are. It was the day that my Geass reappeared; we seemed to be exploring the terrain, but suddenly my eye became consumed in pain. I grabbed it instinctively. My closest friend came by me, and she asked if I was o.k. I had lived with her family for a few months. I had I was, but then she gave me a mirror and I saw my eye. In the end, life continued like it was for a few days, the Geass didn't seem to matter. That was until my Geass started distorting what we considered real. They then rejected me. I ran. Then I met someone, his face hidden behind his cloak. He told me to assassinate someone in this area, because I had a Geass. I went and found the person. I was about to kill him, but then everything was consumed in flames. That person somewhat reminded me of Suzaku, if he was younger. I do not know if the kid is still alive or if he died. If the flames were real or my imagination.
Still, when I woke up, I looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn't stop crying.
Author's Note: Clay's Geass power is that he can make the human mind assumingly feel, hear, and see anything, though it may not exist. He is also part of this illusion, so he can also be fooled by it, causing him to distance himself from society, since he has no idea if anything is real anymore.