"Do you have any idea how big this is? You were alone against a HE with lower-tier gear and in an enclosed space, that's FUCKING INSANE!" Yes, Dakota, and I obviously need EVERY single one of you to make me remember this fact.

It has been around 10 minutes after that confrontation, and we decided to seat in the main room. Also, they haven't stopped hyping me up as some kind of uber badass, sure it's nice but trying to suck my metaphorical cock isn't going to make me feel elated but rather annoyed.

The ego boost is welcomed though, "It's just all about quick decision-making and a pair of balls to RUN STRAIGHT AT THE ABNORMALITY AND BEAT IT'S SHIT IN!" exclaimed Rober with an incredulous look and BongBong nodding along with his words so fast she may as well be vibrating her head.

"You are alright?..." Beth, you are a ray of sunshine, but this is the fifth time you asked me that.

I answered anyway, "Yeah, some good ol' One Bro special, and I'm feeling a lot better." Using said Mace-cross mix weapon to heal the mind is quite the boon, not gonna lie.

I'm kinda surprised no one has asked me how I do those things...

"Have been meaning to ask that... how do you do that? Like sure E.G.O is weird, but you do more with it than anyone else, or the records imply that no one really knows how to use the E.G.O but rather let the E.G.O use them." Rober, you may just have a knack for saying stuff at the right moment when you don't mean to.

I stared at my mace and the new coffin on my back that's just floating there, I remembered seeing butterflies coming out of it when the Abnormality attacked me... better show than tell, "Give me a moment then, it's better if I show you the process." I started to focus on the gift specifically and felt a great deal of what I would call solemn mourning.

A feeling that felt numb to me really, I have mourned a lot even to those that I shouldn't... makes me remember those nights of hallowing that I spend back in Mexico going to the graveyard to visit my uncle's grave, never met the guy but no one went to see him, so I did it for that reason alone, someone had to remember him, but at the same time I saw many more graves that weren't attended, and I started making small gifts to all of them.

Spend the whole day and I didn't even cover 1% of the graveyard and still left content with myself.

I'd lament and mourn all I want as long as it doesn't eat me inside it should be fine... the coffin opened and a big wave of butterflies left the coffin moving around me, I rose a brow and mentally tried to command them just like the abnormality did make them form a circle in the air while spinning in front of me.

Then as a final act, I let them grab my E.G.O weapon and carry it inside the coffin while it closed after that happened "That, my friends, is using E.G.O, any questions?" Everyone was showing different degrees of gobsmacked, Dakota, on the other hand, stared at me with a new light in her eyes.

"SO... you not only get perfect results, have girls falling for you, AND know how to use E.G.O unlike apparently everyone else... is God your dad or something?" The absolute certainty in which he said... I'm worried about the rivers that come my way, yes that was an innuendo.

I sighed, "If he was, then he'd be a dead beat... any actual meaningful questions?" BongBong rose her arm and I knew that she couldn't communicate like others do but fuck it.

Giving her a nod she pulled out a notepad and started writing at a worrying speed, then she showed me what it was, 'Is that something that anyone can do?' or she could surprise me like this.

I gave her a so-so gesture, "Apparently? It does say that you could be consumed by E.G.O and probably go on a murder spree, but I never felt any of that gnawing at my mind." BongBong nodded happily at my words.

Beth shifted nervously, "That sounds terrifying, but you are handling it very well..." It's cute that she is worrying over me, like a chihuahua that is very affectionate.

"You idiots aren't asking the good stuff." Dakota... didn't sound as rude as expected, but a little disappointment could be felt in her words.

Rober didn't take that one well, "And what, oh mighty and venerable Dakota, might that be?" These two would be the death of me at some point, or at least the death of my peace of mind.

The small girl rolled her eyes and stared me right in the eye, "Can you teach it?" I nodded with a small smile on my face.

"Yeah, I can teach you guys, not on work hours though for obvious reasons." My reply was met with stunned silence, they all exchanged glances of what I could only guess was of surprise.

Surprisingly enough, BongBong rose her notepad first, 'Dibs on the first class.' Dakota cursed like a sailor at that one.

"SECOND ONE THEN!" Exclaimed Dakota, making Rober slump in defeat...

"Um... Dibs on third?" I glanced at Beth and gave her a small nod with a smile, Rober slumped even further.

'Orders from the top Trigger! Start repression work on T-01-68'

"Looks like the time to talk has passed, have to go and meet butterfly man again." I said, while everyone exchanged worried glances, I'm not made of glass...

My eyes landed on Beth again "Try working once with One Bro, and before you ask... no nowhere does it say you can't." she wants to learn may as well get a taste of it.

"But I'm supposed to work it according to the manager?" Rober said with confusion and I threw him a sly smile.

"Remember our first day here? I'm calling a favor of you letting her enter before you, and you have to beat her back into sanity if something goes wrong." I'm not above abusing my leverage over people if the situation calls for it, I WAS a teenager at some point too.

Rober blanched, "Today isn't my day..." I waved at everyone and made my way back to butterfly man's chamber.

When the door opened, I gave him a small smile, "Name every person you ever mourned." I suddenly voiced out, to repress desire, you distract them with a topic that is similar to their interests but diverts them from executing them.

He stopped playing with a butterfly on his neck hand and stared at me, the butterflies flew around and formed words 'It'll take a while.' I smiled and seated cross-legged on the metal floor.

"I have time."