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Who: ZRAEL and u
Where: zrael dorm
When: Day 115, nightish to Day 116, whenever, whatever is most easy for us all in weird timelock zones.

[We won a game, huzzah! Night 115 is when Pharaoh is coming back to the unit with a pink sensitiv sweater wrapped around his waist because his clothes went missing.

But day 116, he's got clothes again, hooray. HOW ARE YOU ALL?]

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You heard me.

I cannot condone that!

Oh? So you've decided to stand in our way? Gyahahaha.

Well, now that I've revealed our secret plan, I don't know if I can let you out of here alive.

—?!?!

Hold on!

I-if you want a harem for that annoying god so badly, ask people to join! There are enough fools out there who won't oppose serving him. You could have at least two people from each unit!

Even the silly girl I share my body with wouldn't hesitate on an offer like that!

[ opens his mouth like he's ready to start in on a villain monologue or something, but he abruptly stops and tilts his head to the side questioningly. ]

—Girl you share your body with?

Yes. She is kind, but naive.

[ mumbled, distant: ] Sounds familiar...

[ then, with his toothy grin back on: ]

And you're just going to let her step up as tribute? Isn't that volunteering yourself by proxy?

[was going to address that mumbling, but first]

NO. I was trying to be nice.

Gyahaha! Here I thought you were just trying to save your own skin.

Hmph. And to clarify, I was trying to be nice to Song.

Now you clarify what you were mumbling about.

Nn...?

[ his grin falls, expression turning slightly more serious. then he taps his own temple and says in an offhand tone: ]

I used to share this body with someone else.

--!

Was this another personality or possession?

The former is closer, but I guess you could make a case for both. Though it'd be a double possession, in that case.

Clarify.

Artificially induced split personality.

Surely you did not do that to yourself.

If I were the mad scientist type, I'd be on your unit. I'm just the experiment.

[pondering this]

How much do you remember? Anything you are willing to share with someone who still does not understand the circumstances of her own existence?

[ makes a considering "hmmm" sound ]

I can tell you everything I know. But it isn't much, all told, and I don't know how good a reference it'd be for a natural case.

It is more than what I have, so I will accept it.

Our minds were each shoved into this body. Me, who embodies "strength"—and my sister, who embodies "weakness." Too much of one thing never ends well, right? So together we struck a perfect balance.

She was the detective, and I was a hitman.

[well then]

...so it was like that. To strike balance.

That's right. Does that sound familiar...?

Song and I are so different that we practically balance each other... if that was the intent for our own situation, it would make sense.

So all that leaves is the question of whose intent it is.