### Chapter 6: The Imaginary Friend
Frothy sat on the floor of his apartment, still in shock from the atrocities he had committed. He looked down at his shaking hands, now clean of blood, but he still felt the weight of guilt and horror. Suddenly, a soft and familiar voice echoed in his mind.
"Frothy, calm down," said the voice. - You are not alone.
Frothy looked up, recognizing the voice of his imaginary childhood friend, Clone. Clone had always been with him in his most difficult moments, offering advice and comfort. Frothy blinked a few times, and there, in the dim light of his apartment, the ethereal figure of Clone appeared, a distorted reflection of himself, but with a reassuring countenance.
— Clone... — Frothy murmured, feeling a wave of relief and nostalgia. - What's happening to me? Why am I doing these horrible things?
Clone walked over, sitting next to Frothy. His eyes shone with an ancient wisdom, as if he understood more than anyone else about Frothy's inner torments.
— Frothy, you're fighting something much bigger than yourself — Clone explained. — There is a darkness within you, a power that you do not yet fully understand. But know that each of these deaths had a purpose.
Frothy shook his head, confused and desperate. — Purpose? What purpose can there be in so much violence?
Clone placed a comforting hand on Frothy's shoulder. — Those people you killed, they were not innocent. They were members of a cruel mafia, responsible for many crimes and suffering. The mafia boss, that man with the scar, he was planning something terrible, that would have destroyed many lives.
Frothy looked into Clone's eyes, searching for the truth in his words. —But that doesn't justify what I did. I can't be a monster who decides who lives and who dies.
Clone sighed, understanding Frothy's moral dilemma. — You're not a monster, Frothy. You are a force of nature, a tool of justice that has not yet learned to control itself. These blackouts are manifestations of his true nature, a nature that seeks to protect the innocent and eliminate evil.
Clone's words brought a strange comfort to Frothy. Although he was still distraught, he began to see meaning in the chaos. Maybe, in some twisted way, he was fulfilling a greater purpose, even if he didn't fully understand it.
— What should I do, Clone? Frothy asked, his voice full of uncertainty.
— You must learn to control this darkness within you — Clone replied. — And, above all, you must use that strength for good. There are many people who need your help, and many evils that need to be eradicated.
Frothy took a deep breath, feeling a renewed sense of direction. He knew the journey ahead of him would be long and difficult, but with Clone by his side, he believed he could find a balance between darkness and light.
### End of Chapter 6
Frothy was determined to understand and master the strength that resided within him. With Clone's guidance, he hoped to turn his curse into a weapon for justice. The battle was just beginning, and Frothy knew that each step would take him closer to the truth about himself.