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Day 1
I sensed there was a chance of fate hidden here, so after a brief election I was the unfortunate one chosen to wait until whatever my spirituality hinted at arrives.
It’s quite interesting, the toys they call city guards are so cautious yet so careless, with just a hint I could parasitize—no I mustn’t, my task is to wait and nothing else.
This darkness within this dungeon, yes that’s what the humans called this basement underground. It’s not a particularly good prison but it’s rather unique. Even when it’s dark no monsters spawn. I’d pinch my monocle looking towards the mechanisms but they weren’t complicated. It entertained me for at most thirty minutes.
What the citizens here call chieftains are quite fascinating, they came down here and asked this body of mine all sorts of questions, how easy it would be to just take full control and then send the city people running around in circles with just a thought. How entertaining would that be?
Day 2
This body I’m inhabiting seems to think that it will soon be released to mingle with the rest of its kind. Yet I’ve already looked at the body’s perceived leaders and determined that they have no intention of releasing it at all. It seems they are more wary of my existence than I thought. It’ll be quite amusing to see how its hope crumbles as it releases it would never see the light of day once again—Ah but I suppose that phrasing isn’t accurate for this place.
I’ve sensed that the rest of the “me”s have already departed from this area. It was fun conversing with them for some time but it seems I will be alone for some time. This chance of fate should appear within the next few decades or so. It’s not a long wait.
Day 3
I’ve split off another “me” and we had an insightful conversation on the ethical dilemma that has been troubling me for the past two days. “To parasitize or to not parasitize?”
It’s quite unfortunate that the other me won the argument. The other me claimed that this brief entertainment is not worth ruining the chance of fate that we sensed.
What a pity.
Day 4
The humans came down again, this time with some sort of charm to see through any possible abnormalities. Such a thing wouldn’t be able to detect me so I didn’t really see the point.
This body seems confident that it will be able to be released soon. It has a wife and two kids, apparently. It seems to be missing them greatly.
It doesn’t know that the others have no intention of releasing it though. The circumstances are too suspicious, they say.
It seems they aren’t entirely incompetent. Maybe they will be worth some entertainment—after what I sensed from fate arrives. It has to be after, that’s what was decided in the debate. Yes, it has to be after.
Day 6
This body was told today that it wouldn’t be released until all of the abnormalities were confirmed. It seemed quite confusing at first, there was a ritual performed yesterday confirming its normality, why was it still being held in this dungeon?
It was quite amusing to look at the despair in this body’s eyes as it realized that it would not be leaving this cell for a long time. It was almost enough to make me feel that emotion known as relief, maybe that I didn’t parasitize it. I will leave it functional for now, I wonder what other exciting emotions it will produce over time.
Day 9
Three days have passed yet this body seems to be emotionally stable. How fascinating, normally humans in these situations would break down crying. Yet this body seems to be fine, even peering at its heart and mind body shows that it is fine. How strange, I wonder what the cause of this is.
Day 10
After some probing I’ve determined that it is due to this concept called “duty”. Is this something that these humans came up with to be able to survive in this wasteland all of this time?
I wonder to what extent this “duty” compels these humans. Would they die for duty? Would they let their family die for duty? Such a fascinating question.
Day 11
I asked this body what it would do under these questions. It was quite thrilling to see it squirm and plead with me to let their family live. It seemed to be under the impression that I was threatening it to comply with me in exchange for their families lives. Did it not know that its compliance held no meaning to me? Humans are such fascinating creatures when living in their own ignorance. This body really thinks that as long as it refuses me I will be unable to harm it. How I long to crush its hope but again that blasted chance of fate, keeping me from answering all sorts of questions. These interesting experiments keep being disrupted by the need to wait for this thing. What a pity.
Day 37
I parasitized a few air molecules and played a few rounds of cards with myself. Somehow I lost and was forced to remain here while the other “mes” were let free. How… fortunate for them.
Day 54
They placed a human with signs of losing control in the cell besides this body. There are plenty of other open cells nearby. Are these humans using this as an opportunity to test me? How foolish.
I had another interesting philosophical discussion with myself about this. Ultimately we concluded to not parasitize because any unexpected developments may ruin this chance of fate.
I parasitized the human anyways. It was quite fun to recover from the signs of losing control and see that “me” entered their human society. I think I will have myself develop a habit of wearing monocles before disappearing in the darkness. It will be fun when they find out that their trusted human was not who they thought at all. How exciting.
Day 82
The humans finally realized that “I” was not what they considered a “comrade.” Immediately their “chieftens” came running down here and interrogating this body. Of course this body told the other humans about the voice in its head and now they plan to hold an evil spirit purifying ritual.
Day 83
I had a nice bask in the sun today. It was quite considerate of the humans to realize how inhospitable this cell is and gave it a bit of warmth. I decided to steal the purifying charm such that it can remain warm here for a bit longer.
Day 85
This purifying charm really is weak, it ran out after only a day and I’m not a strong enough avatar to extend it for much longer. How unfortunate, the warmth was quite nice, this body seemed to enjoy the warmth as well.
Does extending this charm pertain to that “duty” the humans speak of? To bring warmth to others?
Day 93
Why do I keep losing cards with myself? This is the second time. And I'm the one with the highest sequence so why am I the one losing every time. Did I get cursed by Ouroboros? But that would affect all of my selves, not just me. What could be the reason behind this?
Year 1 Day 24
So I started writing this diary because Adam told me I should learn more to embrace my humanity but I found writing this thing to be quite boring. Why would it be interesting to write about what has already happened? Shouldn’t I be looking for new excitements in the future?
Adam talked to me today and I felt a compulsion to write something down here. He definitely didn’t think a psychological cue would affect me but for Him to go out of his way to cue me to do something as trivial as writing in this diary was quite interesting. What is it about “humanity” that makes it so worth having? Why does he care about it so much?
Year 1 Day 25
I spent a whole day thinking and decided that diaries don’t interest me enough to write one anymore. I'll find something else to occupy my time. Maybe another game of cards.