Spheris stiffened, feeling his own thoughts crashing against him as he attempted to understand the Tyrant's words. "Wha... What are you talking about?"
"You have somehow succeeded in creating a telepathic conduit with your own mind from the future. And because of this conduit, I manifest against my own will to explain to you the complications of things... to remind you of it."
Spheris's brows knitted, unsure of whether to believe the Twilight Tyrant or not. Was he one to lie? Yes. But he knew that his own words were forever nuanced — truths in his lies, and lies in his truths.
However, would he lie to himself, or at least a manifestation of his past self?
Spheris let out a silent breath. It didn't matter whether or not the Tyrant was lying, it only mattered if he was telling the truth. Because that would mean that this version of him knew something, something he could tell him, something that could help him.
