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Sitting on a couch inside a pitch black space that spanned for what seemed to be infinity, I looked at the now static screen of the television before turning to look at John.
"We got any popcorn left?" I asked him casually as I made a soda appear in my left.
Hearing me, he looked over at me with an annoyed frown. "Dude If you can make a soda magically appear, you sure as hell do the same with popcorn."
"You're no fun." I said with a sigh before making a bag appear in my hand.
"So you're calling yourself bland?" He said with a smirk. "Or did you forget you're me?"
Looking over him with an uninterested expression, I let opened my soda before taking a swig. "Well that's where you're wrong 'John'."
"Oh? Please tell me how I'm wrong? I mean come on really? Did you not just see 'us' die?" John said as he made a table appear in front of the couch before putting his legs on top of it.
Making a confident smile, I took a good look at 'me'. "Well I won't lie, 'In certainly did die that is a fact. But 'you' weren't the one who died now were you?"
"In reality, you're are 'John'. Or to be precise, the many years I spent as John. You are only prices of memory put together to create an image of my past."
"So you are not 'me' or a separate entity, you are but an illusion formed by my mind. I'm technically speaking to myself right now."
While smirking, John leaned back and stared at the static screen of the television. "Well you right 'Suburu'. That IS what we go by yes?"
"I'm just a said a mesh of all your memories put together to form an image of our past life. And it was surprisingly effective because you strengthened your memories."
Looking at the television, I let out a yawn of boredom before getting off the couch and walking behind it. "Well, it's been fun John."
Propping his arm on top of the couch, John turned to stare at me and put up his hand casually. "Yeah, you too Suburu."
Waving my hand, I made a normal door appear in front of me. Seeing it appear, I let out a smile before opening it and stepping through it.
And as I stepped through, I noticed the familiar sight of a certain grassland with a table in the middle of it. The table was still covered by the umbrella on top of it giving it shade.
Walking up to it, I proceeded to sit down before staring at the person sitting in front of me and raised an eyebrow.
"What exactly is to you want from me Typhon?"
"Hand." She said in a very straightforward manner as her red eyes drilled into my own. She then brought her hand forward as she sweeper her dark green bangs to the side.
Curious of how exactly her authority would effect me, I met her hand with my own.
"This is very Interesting." She said with a childlike curiosity. "You don't seem to hold any guilt whatsoever ever."
She then pulled my now detached arm away before dropping it and looking up at me with with interest once again.
"What exactly do you consider 'sin' sir?"
Not at all bothered by my detached arm, I scratched my chin in thought before looking down at Typhon. "Well sin is bad correct?"
"Yeah sin is bad!" She said with a resolute nod. "It is very bad."
Smiling, I closed my eyes and leaned back and started to speak.
"Well sin or evil is really something you consider wrong. So if you consider something right while another thinks it wrong, they would say you did evil."
"Evil stems from morality. Or what you think is right or wrong." I said before noticing that she seemed a bit confused.
"Let's day you steal a piece of bread, you would feel bad right?"
Looking up at me, she dumbly nodded her head. "Yeah stealing is bad what about it?"
"Well then let's say you stole it for a sick and dying homeless man. Would you still be guilty of stealing the bread?"
Making a confused expression, she tilted her head dumbly. "Yeah I would, stealing is still a bad."
"Then what is the old man died because you didn't steal that bread?" I questioned calmly while staring into her eyes. "What would you think then?"
Scrunching up her eyebrows together, she let out a confused pout. "Well... yeah.... I would....."
"Then what you do? Let the old man die or steal the bread?"
Sitting silently in thought, she scrunched you her eyebrows in frustration before looking up at me with a pout. "I don't know, you tell me what you would do!"
Letting out a chuckle, I then looked at her with a flat expression. "I would simply steal the bread for myself and let the old man rot. I probably don't even know him anyway. And anything that helps or benefits me in any way is something I consider 'good'."
Looking up and staring directly into my eyes for a good minute. She broke away and tiredly muttered. "Then what do you consider 'evil'?"
"Anything that goes against me of course." I said with a calm smile as I looked at the little girl.
Closing her eyes, she let out a sigh before jumping off her chair and walked over to em before touching my leg. She then raised her eyebrow before looking up at me with a calm expression.
"Well I don't at all agree with your outlook on good or evil. But you clearly don't have any guilt and neither do you view yourself as a villain."
"So I guess you are a 'good' guy after all Suburu." She said with a bright smile before suddenly opening her eyes in realization. "Oh yeah! Tell Minerva I said hello!"
As I then blinked, she disappeared causing me to look up around for where Typhon went. Not finding her I scratched my head with my remaining arm before looking up and noticing a falling figure.
Upon seeing her, I let out a sigh. 'Welp this is going to hurt.'
*BOOOM*
And as a giant explosion then went off directly where I was, a blonde figure stomped on the ground causing all of the dust to clear away.
With the dust finally clear, I looked up to notice a blonde and petite female with good curves staring down at me with blue eyes. And as I moved 'both' my arms, I immediately realized that she was Minerva the Witch of Wrath.
"Sniff... damn you Typhon! Why did she have to rough you up like that!" Minerva said as tears rolled down her face before stomping on the ground. "What is up with her and taking people's body parts! Why can't she see that it hurts people!"
Getting up on my feet, I looked at the raging Minerva with and started to chuckle. "Thanks for the 'hand' Minerva."
Immediately freezing up, she looked directly at me with a exasperated expression. "Did you seriously just make a pun?"
Shrugging my shoulders, I let scratched the back of my head before walking down the table and sitting back down. "I was just feeling a bit bored I suppose."
Staring at me in frustration, she just let out a deep sigh before coming near me. And once she was directly near me, she smacked the back of my head softly and muttered quietly.
"Be more careful about getting injured okay?"
Also disappearing, I looked around once again and wondered what witch I was going to see this time around. But as I looked around, the sound a tea cup hitting table caught my attention.
Turning, I saw Echidna pick up her cup before drinking once again.
"Finally noticed me Suburu?" Echidna said calmly as she stared at me with an apologetic look in her eyes. "I apologize dearly for being late to the tea party, Typhon was extremely interested in you and Minerva couldn't stand your wounds."
Frowning, I looked at the tea in front of me before taking a sip from it and calmly stared directly into her eyes.
"We both know you just wanted to see what would happen if I met with them."
Also letting out a calm smile of her own, she took a sip out of her own cup.
"Well you aren't wrong, I certainly was interested in what would happen. But we both know that's the not the main thing I'm curious about."
She then let out a chuckle as her eyes coldly went over me. "I'm just dying to know more about that novel you call 'Re:zero."
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