Kyle tried to come to terms with the fact that he was plagued by the voice of somebody who obviously suffered from paranoid schizophrenia.
Even worse, that somebody couldn't even remember the last four sentences.
This thing or guy or whatever was like an old AI that just generated responses based on the current topic and whatever Kyle said.
But it also was a human... in a way?
It was like an old AI human.
As Theodor kept droning on and on about Hieronymus Skysand, Kyle tried to think of a way to deal with this entire mess.
'What the fuck am I supposed to do with this schizo inside my brain? What do normal schizos do if they want to live a normal life?'
'I guess they just do their best to ignore the voices or take some medication.'
'Well, I can't really do that. This guy can blow himself up, and I kind of believe him. This guy seems insane enough to strap a bomb to his torso just so that the other person wouldn't be rude to him or something.'
'For fuck's sake, man. Can't I just have a normal journey through fantasy land or whatever?'
'Of course not! I get a fucking super powerful schizo stuck in my head!'
Kyle rolled his eyes.
"How dare you roll your eyes?! You are my inheritor, and my words should be your law!" Theodor shouted.
'Well, whatever,' Kyle thought. 'So what?'
'Just gotta deal with it.'
'Life happens, dude. You get shit hands, and you get good hands. Just play the shit hand as well as you can and wait for a good hand.'
'Schizo time.'
"I was thinking about something else," Kyle said. "By the way, I think we should think about how to get out of this place."
"Foolish inheritor. Do you not know how to operate a door?" Theodor asked with annoyance.
"No, there..."
'If I talk about the Ore Fiends again, he's going to ramble on about that Ancestral Stone again.'
"There are Ore Fiends outside, and I already told you several times. Don't ask how many, I already told you. I know you're extremely smart, and I can't compare to your wisdom, but you are kind of limited in your current form due to your limited space for information. Can you please just tell me how to repair my hammer?" Kyle asked, pointing at the broken pieces.
"This is not a hammer but a mining weapon! Also, how did you even break it?!" Theodor asked.
"Please, just tell me how to repair it," Kyle said, trying his best not to sound annoyed.
"Hm," Theodor answered. "Alright. Get the core and ask me again."
Kyle walked over to the core of the hammer and lifted it. Luckily, it wasn't very heavy.
"What's the next step in repairing my mining weapon?" Kyle asked.
Theodor told Kyle what to do step by step, and Kyle always had to ask the entire question after every step.
Finally, all the components had been gathered in front of him.
"This thing is completely ruined. How did you even accomplish that?" Theodor asked, looking at the parts.
"Just tell me what to do," Kyle answered.
"We can't repair that. You need a new one."
"And how am I supposed to get a new one here?" Kyle asked.
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