Fighting off the sheer pain, Leon yelled"Just what are you saying? I don't understand anything. The past and this doesn't make sense."
"And now you said…."
Leon's mind raced as he processed the revelation. The idea that he and the figure before him originated from the same source sent shockwaves through his understanding of reality. He struggled to comprehend the implications of their shared origin and the differences in their experiences.
"But... how?" Leon muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "How can we be from the same source? I am entirely from a different world."
The figure, his soul, mirrored Leon's confusion. "I don't have all the answers. What I know is also what is known to you. I am just one of your projections and we…I mean you have locked your true memories but I believe our experiences and choices shape who we become. Perhaps our paths diverged, leading us to different outcomes."
