Facing Marvin's questions, Lance thought for a while before slowly replying, "You have too many questions… Let me answer them one by one."
"First, let me tell you that I'm merely a fragment of one of your memories. Even if I know many things, I am still not Lance himself. My body, my will, everything is tinged by your perceptions of me. As for the real Lance, I cannot tell exactly what he is thinking."
Lance's words were very strange. Marvin felt that this wasn't the sort of conversation any sane person would have.
A person chatting with his own memory... That was quite exaggerated.
But the memory clearly had its own sentience. Lance began to answer to Marvin's questions.
"First question."
"Your transmigration was definitely arranged by me, just like the
