Nightmare Mythos

"What?"

Spencer was visibly confused at Cesar's words that starting to not make any sense whatsoever. The words coming from his mouth were something of an entirely new concept of statements that is above all from the rest of what is known.

If it was a different person, he might've been put in an asylum for being mentally and emotionally damaged and needed support.

But it was Cesar who didn't look like he was hurt physically but also been fine in a mental and emotional state as well.

He was fine.

In an instance where Cesar was indeed fine, his words would shock the whole world.

"So… so that's why you haven't gone crazy? You've just been out for a whole day when you exit out from that place?"

"Who said I would go crazy?" Cesar smiled amiably, "I'm perfectly fine."

Other people would've been fooled by the words that were spoken so softly and fluently but Spencer was a different kind of person. He was on a spectrum where he could tell whether that person was which between which.

And Cesar, he was a whole different kind of youngster.

Looking at his indifferent eyes, which screamed wickedness and hatred hidden within, Cesar wasn't a fool or inexperienced.

He was still unpolished but with proper training and guidance by the right people, he could be what he wanted to be while keeping that evil inside him in check.

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Suddenly, a thumping series of footsteps resounding towards them made both Cesar and Spencer flinch.

Their eyes shifted at the man coming towards the room as the former couldn't help but be confused while the other was slightly displeased, at the same time, expectant.

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"Uh-oh, here comes the noisy brat,"

Finally, this man entered the room and angrily looked at Cesar before becoming angrier at Spencer. He wasn't really mad at Cesar by the very least but on the intruder that entered Cesar's room.

"Old man!"

Arnold shouted at Spencer.

"Yo,"

Spencer waved his hand before Arnold lunged at him which he neatly dodged. When he didn't catch him, Arnold started to explain.

"Someone came to me that an uninvited person managed to sneak his way inside. Then I heard another man telling me that his package had been stolen by an unknown person," Arnold paused as he clicked his tongue, "Then I found out this person was sneaking his way towards the teacher's building, clearly with the direction in mind while carrying Cesar's package."

Spencer shrugged, "Hey, you're the one who contacted me and I just came here to test if he's the real deal,"

"Still! I heard you're asking him questions! I told you to not ask questions!" Arnold angrily groans, "I will get you arrested you old bastard!"

Spencer shook his head with defeat before looking at Cesar with his ocean-like eyes, "I'll see you around,"

Spencer started running towards Cesar's balcony before jumping towards it which Arnold followed as he abruptly stopped when he was about to jump out.

"I will explain after three days. For now, like I said, do what you want for now,"

After that, he jumped down.

"Huh?"

But the interaction he had with Spencer was a weird encounter that made him so confused.

…

For the next three days, Cesar did whatever he wanted. On the first day, it was half leisure time and half training. However, that started to change when his progress regarding himself was interrupted by the unbearable pain.

He was training on making his rough Artificial Fire, a conceptualized ability that came from Cedeit, but the situation regarding his soul made him abruptly stop doing it for some time.

So instead of complying with Arnold's demands to make it look like he didn't need any help, he didn't include leisure time any longer.

On the same day, he started searching in the library, the deeper records stored in there, informants he could ask that he had some connections with, and lastly, Nightmare data books that only a few people were available to get into.

They didn't find anything but he was expecting a reply from some of the men he talked to for the end of the week.

On the second day, some of the people he talked to didn't have the kind of information he needed or found anything from his search at the library or the Nightmare data books. He also did a bit of exercise to keep his body firm and ready.

On the third day, the same result happened.

However, he had to do something different today.

He put the search or asking around time aside as he had another problem to solve.

"All right, kid. Are you ready?"

Cesar replied, "You will not going to take control of me, aren't you?"

Cedeit clicked his tongue, "I told you, already. When my influence from you has been reduced to a state that only a percent was left in here, I can't do anything about you. Before the two of us became one, I could only insert the 'connection' we had to a certain degree because that was the only thing I could do. But then again, it is a different case when I can start reading your mind,"

Cedeit paused, "One's Subconsciousness is directly theirs. It is an entryway to your Soul. The two are connected in some sort. Now, where do you think you get your Essences, hmm? Obviously, to your Soul. You humans really thought it was just a gift given to you after consuming these so-called Nightmare Potions but you're wrong,"

Cedeit added, "Your Soul has been triggered the moment you got exposed to Nightmares hence your Subconsciousness opening up as well. That's why you can use abilities that you called Facets."

'Huh, that was never really explained to us more exactly and concisely as what Cedeit had told me now. All I had was theories but the way Cedeit talked seemed very certain which all made sense…'

Cesar pondered for a moment, 'But it only because we don't know the existence of Soul until I learned it myself. Maybe if we had known?'

Shaking his head to remove these lingering thoughts circling around his head spoke to Cedeit in his mind.

"I'm ready,"

"Okay," Cedeit paused, "Now, you don't really need to fall consciousness this time. We're already one entity, not two beings fighting over one body. That's why… to be honest, I didn't get to control you."

Some things got cleared inside Cesar's head as to why he was still able to retain himself instead of being a new identity once he came back.

It was because they were one being now, not just an influence Cedeit was using of the 'connection' they shared to force his way inside.

Once that was cleared, Cesar heard Cedeit continuing.

"This time, Cesar. Instead of falling into consciousness, all you had to do is imagine,"

'Imagine?'

Cesar mused that notion as he asked aloud, "How do I 'imagine'?"

Cedeit then explained briefly, "Close your eyes and imagine a space filled with nothing but white. And you imagined yourself standing at it. Once you are sure that you imagined it at the depths of your mind, only then open your eyes,"

'Space filled with nothing but white… Imagine myself standing on it…'

Cesar repeated Cedeit's words inside his head.

'Once I've really thought about it… open my eyes…'

Suddenly, as if he grasped what Cedeit was trying to imply, Cesar opened his eyes but no longer found himself in the room.

Instead, he found himself in a confined white space, standing alone... or so he thought, until a voice sounded from behind him.

"Hey, you kid."

Cesar turned around and was able to see a very lively, eyeball looking at him.

"Cedeit?"

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