Chương 32: Chapter-32

I was hesitant to split my consciousness after having accidentally formed so many instances of myself. I did not like the feeling of disconnect of meeting a me that I did not know. Even if the differences were only weeks apart, it was annoying to make both of my copies agree once more. But that did not mean that I could stop sending versions of myself out through the web of souls. I had tasks to accomplish. Goals to meet. You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.

Duties to perform. I paused. I could just… not. Nothing was forcing me to do these things. I could stop. And I could come back to the tasks later, if I changed my mind. And so, one day, in the middle of court, shortly after the death of Aemalia du Pashenas, the body where my soul had been born stood up from the throne, and it simply walked out of the court I had built. None of the living dared accost me. The dead followed me, but I directed them to leave me alone. I wondered where I should go.

I thought for a while, walking in no particular direction. Then I realized that I was walking in a direction after all. Back to Pash-nasa. Where my reign of terror had begun.