So yep I met a girl, that's all I'll give you peeps, but yeah I'll be updating in the weekends that's true, I did a bad thing in chapter 3.3 but I fixed it and now it's fine now, hope you guys don't mind the mistakes

all the love from

, author

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Before I became the separate being called Thalia, I was the split-personality, funky, ignorant, analytic, innocent, kind-of-shy, volatile and short-tempered Leoth

We were Leoth.

One and the same, we didn't struggle when we switched and let each other flow as we wanted to, we didn't get headaches, degenerations nor overwrites, we mixed and acted accordingly and rhythmically

our thoughts may cooperate but our emotions say otherwise, we feel differently and our body manages still, we've worked together and never felt cramped, but little by little, I started to feel a miniscule rift, something I've always felt but never bothered to fiddle with

A fragile crack that may send our very personality in ruins, but I didn't mind it at the moment and disregarded it as something that would never happen, we will always we be together and we will always have each other

As kids we never knew of us, but one day we found out eventually about our split-personality, we wanted to find out more about it, so we started to grow more interested in psychology, we found so many variations of explanation between split personas, both scientific and religious

One book says a stray soul may have attached to a new-born during birth and entwined as a parasite, another explains of supposed conjoined twins where its other was still-born, the surgery separated their bodies but the brain was left as is, giving the survivor the capacity of two brains, we both thought it as impossible, a few more explain it as a mutation when the child's under the stress of death, the brain creates another self where improvements are possible and gives its host more of a chance to defend itself, and the list goes on

We only did it out of curiosity and labelled it as poppycock

Our father was having an old friend over, he also said a girl just out age was coming too, ofcourse we became excited, more friends meant more fun was what we always thought back then

She was hot, I admit it, I can feel my(other)self's heart jumping up and down in excitement like a little child who just found a new friggin toy with built-in karate chop action

that sad excuse of a bestfriend Chet was kinda both entranced and in fear at the same time, the hair on his arms were standing on its ends

"She's scary"

he finally managed to say, she was in fact kind of scary, in a gorgeous way, gothic lolita was it? but I wasn't stupid enough to say that out loud, unlike Chet who was rewarded with internal hemorrhage to the head, she got my respect and my other's something from that

As time flew by like burning cigarettes, whatever that means, that girl finally grew a place in our daily lives, more of a cute dimple unlike Chet who grew like an irremovable tumor

She's been wonderful to us and a living hell to that peacock, but besides that, I've kind of felt some huge changes again within, it's hard to explain how the entire Leoth works, but I'm kind of like a subconscious that he could tap into and make cameos into his decisions and reactions

Lately, I've been making more influence to him, luckily he hasn't even notice any major changes to his body besides our sudden achievement of faint abs (fistpumps for respect)

I should probably be more subtle when I make my cameos, I'd probably be more of a nuisance if it finally comes to the points where I could mind control him, I don't want that and I'm happy being in the sidelines by his side

Sometimes though I've been thinking very hard that what if, there comes a time when we finally be separated and manage to meet each other not as Leoth but as two different people with their own freedom, would I still stay by his side or go find my own adventure?

I am just part of him anyway and he has never rejected me or my thoughts sent to him, unlike those people who try to suppress themselves, he encourages me, we'd tell each other in our most deepest thoughts

But that's it, I will always be just a part of him, along for the ride, saying my say and naying my nays, though after all this, it wouldn't hurt to actually talk to my other self, face to face not as a persona but as a human being

I wonder what I'd feel when that finally happens?