Chapter 223: Extra

"Is there another person in my body?"
The wrist was grasped forcibly, and the problem of sudden smashing caused Mute's chest to tremble. He stared at Troll who was asking him, opened his mouth, but failed to make any sound.
However, even if he didn't say anything and didn't answer anything, that person had already found the answer he wanted from his greatly changed look at the moment.
That little blue meaning sinks deep in the ink color, the man's gaze is like a black hole opened in the universe, engulfing the endless shimmer.
"So it turns out."
He said that the fingers tightened harder and harder, almost making deep marks on the skin of Mute's wrist.
The long narrow eyes in the shadow stared at Mute, he said.
Last night it seemed to be half awake and half asleep. He couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. In his trance, he felt that his body seemed not to obey his control in his actions, but was more like being controlled by another consciousness.
He ‘watched’ that he left the room, found Mute, and carried Mute back into the bedroom.
He seemed to ‘see’ the awakened Mute with a surprised expression, could not wait to reach out and hug him tightly, shouting the major general loudly.
He ‘looked at’ his own name, which Mute shouted, and gently stroked the hair of the person in his arms, saying, I’m back.
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He thought he was dreaming.
A strange, inexplicable nightmare.
But when he opened his eyes, he saw the teenager nestled in his arms. He could clearly feel the heat and reality of the slender body in his arms.
He saw Mute waking up and looked at him, as if he smiled brightly at him as skillfully as he did hundreds of times, and shouted the name that made his heart tight with a very familiar tone.
That is not a dream.
Everything is reality.
"The other one in my body... who is it?"
he asks.
He saw Mute sigh low, his mouth unable to express his helplessness, and then Mute looked up at him, his dark but extremely bright eyes reflecting his face clearly.
Mute said, "Major Major."
Mute looked straight at him and said, "You are the'major general' in my mouth."
...
I kept hiding the truth from Troll, only because I was worried that it would cause him to be mentally disturbed, and now things have reached this point-things have become the most reluctant and most worried result of Mute, so it is not necessary to continue to hide Too.
Mute sighed for a long time, and then told all things to this Troll who had no memory.
From the beginning of the encounter, to all the things that happened in the middle, and his identity as an earthman tens of thousands of years ago, the reason for Troll’s amnesia-all the causes and consequences, he was told exactly Rolle.
He said, watching Troll's expression carefully.
Unfortunately, nothing can be seen. From beginning to end, when he said things bit by bit, the handsome face had no expression on his face, and he seemed extremely indifferent.
Troll listened quietly from beginning to end, without interrupting Mute's narrative or issuing a question. Until the end, after Mute finished speaking, he said lightly.
"I understand."
He said this indifferently, then got up, changed his clothes and left the bedroom without looking back.
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Mute was in the room, struggling to think hard all day, and couldn't think of a way out.
As he once said to Robin and Via, they have a very subtle existence of spirit and subconsciousness. It is a very mysterious thing. Even Gamma, who has a strong spiritual power, is difficult to grasp the mystery.
Once the spirit is split by accident, different personalities are born, especially after different personalities realize the existence of self, it is very difficult to recover.
Therefore, Mute was worried, not knowing what to do.
One day passed quickly, and while he was still depressed, holding his knees on the sofa, Troll, who had disappeared all day, returned.
Troll, who came back, walked over, squatted in front of him, and reached out and gently stroked Mute's head.
"nothing."
Troll said, leaning over and kissing Mute's cheek.
"...Major General?"
"it's me."
"do you know?"
"Um." Troll hummed low, "I can feel what'He' did, and it must be the same with'He'."
"........."
The teenager stretched out his hand and hugged the man's shoulder tightly.
"...I'm sorry." He said, his shoulders stretched tight, "all because of me..."
Everything started because of him.
If it were not for him, the major general would not be tortured in the billion-year-old spiritual world, and it would not lead to mental disorders.
If it were not for the same spirit as him, the major general would not have the problem of split personality.
Troll did not speak, letting Mute whisper in his ear, he was always silent.
After holding the teenager in his arms for a long time, he finally spoke again.
He said, "Do you like'He'?"
"Ugh?"
Mute looked up in amazement.
His eyes met those slender phoenix eyes, blue eyes stared at him, and a gloomy color came out of his eyes.
Troll stared at him and asked, "Do you like'He'?"
"Major general?" Mute was very shocked. He felt that he could not understand the sentence a little, "Are you saying "he"... isn't it you?"
"Really...you..."
With a low voice, the last few words were inaudible, and even Mute, who was in front of him, could not hear clearly.
The next second, his cheeks were held, but the strength of the hands holding his face was more like being grabbed than holding it.
Troll leaned over and kissed his lips.
"Small... well... will?"
It was extremely hard, as if with a little inexplicable anger, so tough that the teenager even felt a painful kiss. The pain made him instinctively want to struggle, but was caught harder.
The button on the collar was unbuttoned, the man's lips had already bitten his side neck, and the already loose shirt quickly slipped into the arms.
Mute was stunned for a moment. He knew what happened next. He didn't resist the intimacy with the beloved, but at this moment, this sudden made him feel strangely forced discomfort.
Just when he had such an indescribable sense of disobedience, Troll leaned into his ear and exhaled gently, saying a word.
"‘He’ can feel what I am doing."
A low sentence, like a pot of cold water pouring down, made Mute cold.
Feeling that the body of the person in his arms suddenly became stiff, Troll stopped moving and looked up, looking at him with a slender slender squint slightly squinting, with a black vortex under his eyes.
Mute looked at him blankly, opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound. His mind was blank at the moment, just looked at Troll with his eyes open.
Mute was staring at him with that kind of eyes, and there was an annoyed color passing through Troll's eyes, obviously regretting to say that.
He reached out and put Mute in his arms.
"Sorry." He whispered in his arms, "I'm not good."
He said, "I just thought of your dealing with "he"...just..."
"But, "He" is the major general."
After a long while, Mute whispered, and there was some grievance in his voice.
"........."
Troll didn't answer, he just hugged the teenager in his arms more tightly.
[‘He’ is you. 】
He doesn't think so.
And that ‘he’ is probably the same.
When those two personalities are aware of the existence of self and the existence of each other
The two consciousnesses alternated the body very frequently, making Mute a little shocked.
Often one person is changed in one night, or one in the morning and another in the evening. Troll’s subordinates couldn’t see the difference and didn’t notice anything wrong. In their view, their majesty had returned to normal. However, Mute could clearly notice the difference between the two personalities and could easily recognize it.
He didn't want to use the word "recognize", because for him it should be a person.
Once, Troll asked him after kissing him.
"What are you thinking?"
"........."
Mute didn't answer, and Troll didn't keep asking.
He just let out a low sigh, which made people feel inexplicably tight.
He said, "You let me touch you because I am a major general."
He whispered: "When I kissed you, who was the person you thought about and looked at?"
"I do not understand."
The teenager in question clasped his fingers tightly and his lips were tight.
"You are obviously a person--"
"……A person?"
The man repeated these three words.
"That's it."
Troll said he looked at Mute.
"Me and Major General, who do you choose?"
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"You said, I am your favorite person."
The major general holding him whispered in his ear.
"You said it many times, didn't you?"
"……I……"
"But you like'He', I don't like this."
"...Not..."
"Me and "He", who would you choose?"
The same problem, the same cold-blooded look of inquiry, makes the teenager feel like a fire is burning in the heart while his body is cold.
"enough!"
He pushed the man away, and he stared fiercely at the man's eyes as if he was breathing fire.
"I don't understand--I don't understand--whether you or he, what the are you thinking?!"
He and Major General's gloomy eyes collided together, and for a time he only felt a headache.
"Obviously one person-why do you want me -"
He gasped, feeling like he was about to be driven crazy.
"What if I choose?" He gritted his teeth. "No matter who I choose, it's the one who stands in front of me now, doesn't he?"
The blue light in the pupil flashed, and the figure of the teenager suddenly disappeared into the room.
Troll, who was left alone in the room, stared at where Mute disappeared, and suddenly sneered.
The arc of the thin lips raised abruptly, somehow it made people feel strangely weird and chilled from the bottom of my heart.
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[Obviously, no matter who you choose is a person, the same body, so what is the meaning of that choice -]
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After that day, Troll was missing.
No, it was not appropriate to say that the disappearance was because he had arranged everything and told his subordinates that he would disappear for several days before he left Ishtar.
The sudden disappearance of Troll left Mute a little surprised, wondering if he had said too much that day. But he really didn't know what to do, obviously he was the same person, why did he have to choose something.
He really doesn't understand.
Obviously he just likes a major general, but now it makes him feel like an abusive person stepping on two boats.
It cannot continue this way.
He pondered for a long time, he thought, maybe he should wait for the major general to return, through the spirit of homology, let him enter the subconscious of the major general, maybe there he can find a way to restore the major general.
I didn't want to do this at first because I was worried that homology would lead to more troublesome things, and I also hoped that Major General Yu would recover. Now, things are so bad that they can't be worse.
After the decision was made, another ten days passed. It was already late at night. Mute checked the information equipment as usual and did not receive any information for him.
He stood at the door for a while, then stunned, then closed the information light curtain, sighed softly, and walked into the bedroom.
He had just walked in, and suddenly one hand reached over from the side and grabbed him. Before Mute responded, he was dragged into a familiar embrace.
Feeling familiar with the breath, Mute looked up and looked up, but as soon as he looked up, his face was held by the man's hands, and the man's kiss fell heavily, greedy, as if he was very hungry. The bite swallowed his lips, and the demand for force that could almost be described as fierce made Mute breathless for a while, unable to give a response, and could only passively open his lips and withstand the aggression of the other party, his brain It's all dizzy.
After a slight relaxation, Mute's consciousness returned a bit, and he began to respond to each other's kisses, while also reaching out, trying to hug Troll.
But his hand was just raised, and he hadn't had time to hug the major general's waist. Suddenly he was grabbed his wrist with one hand.
Can clearly feel that the major general’s hands are holding his cheeks. Mutte thought for a second why there is another hand. Before he could understand, he had been caught by the hand that grabbed his wrist. Pulling back abruptly, then fell into another chest again.
He is also very familiar with the chest he has felt thousands of times.
Mute looked up subconsciously, staring at the opposite Troll who had just kissed him but was interrupted suddenly, then turned his head.
The handsome and dangerous look of the man with his arms around him made his consciousness loose for a moment.
Two... Major General?
The young boy's brain was blank at this moment.
"Major general?"
He shouted blankly.
The man with arms around his waist behind him snorted, while the man opposite who kissed him violently just frowned and snorted.
"This, this is, what's going on?"
"You said that." The low voice of the man with his arms around him rang in his ears. Mute turned his head, gazing at him with the deep blue eyes looking down at him, and behind him responded to the major general who shouted. The man answered in his ear.
"‘Even if you choose, it’s the same person’...Now, you can choose."
"No, wait, I... you are... in the end..."
Troll standing across from him smiled.
He said: "It's just a body, just clone one."
The pupil of the teenager suddenly dilated.
"That is--"
"The clone does not have a mental body, so it is useless, but if it happens to have excess mental body transferred in..."
He held his Troll behind him and said, although he didn't finish it, but just talking about it, let Mute fully understand what happened.
He gritted his teeth and said: "You-you are crazy! Actually doing such a thing -"
"probably."
Troll, who was standing opposite, said, came over and looked at Mute, who was holding his waist tightly in the arms of the man behind him, leaning slightly, reaching for Mute's cheek.
He stared at Mute's narrow and long phoenix eyes like the stars in the universe shattering and bursting into the flash of fire, which was terribly dark and bright and crazy.
"Because I was too obsessed, I did this crazy thing."
Mute's chest suddenly twitched suddenly.
[I am crazy about you. 】
...That's the same voice, the same language, the same words...
Because this person is the same, Troll.
He gritted his teeth, pressed the throb of his heart, and said.
"The simultaneous appearance of two'Trolls' will cause chaos in this universe and this empire-don't you know?!"
Mute didn't dare to imagine what kind of confusion would be caused in this new and fragile empire when Via and them and others found out that there were two emperors.
If these two are really hostile — maybe even the whole universe will once again fall into division and war.
"Nothing like that will happen."
The same tone and voice.
"Yes."
"only one."
The same sound sounded from different directions.
"Only one will stay."
"Only the ‘Troll’ you choose will stay.

Those words made Mute's pupils shake violently.
"It's annoying that you have two "Trolls" at the same time, so just leave one."
"You only need one, is it?"
"Another will eliminate his own existence."
"One disappears, it will become exactly the same as before, without any change."
"You just have to make a choice."
Two identical voices rang in succession, or came from behind, perhaps from before.
The man behind him hugged him and whispered in his ear, the temperature of his familiar chest passed through the thin clothes. The man in front of him gently stroked his cheeks, his ears, and his sideburns, the familiar touch that touched his fingertips, and the staring at him deeply The familiar blue eyes...
The teenager had a pale face, and his throat seemed to be caught by an invisible large hand, and he could not make a sound.
He knew what the two men were talking about.
There is no need for two identical people to exist in this world. He chooses one, and the other does not choose to eliminate the existence of self.
That is, death.
.................. Obviously it should be very simple...
...The major general who had no memory should not have appeared... originally...
[Because of being too obsessed, this crazy thing was done. 】
[I am crazy about you. 】
............The same thing...the same...
... This man is also a major general...
"Do not……"
The tranced teenager shook his head.
"No...not like this..."
His lip trembling.
"That's wrong."
Make a choice...
Let any of them die...
Let him personally sentence the death penalty of this person who is also a major general...
How could he do it!
"I won't choose!"
He gritted his teeth.
He couldn't make such a terrible choice.
"Absolutely not!"
There was a moment of silence in the bedroom, as if everything in the world had disappeared, dead silence.
Afterwards, two identical sounds sounded one after another broke the silence.
"is it……"
"Then there's no way."
The man in front of him bowed his head, and the teenager opened his eyes wide, watching the beautiful face come together and blocked his lips.
The warm breath slowly moved down from the ear, and then the skin of the sensitive neck was sucked hard.
The neckline was pulled away, and the torn shirt slipped off.
Waist was pinched tightly, unable to open.
The stimulation from different parts of the body made his body numb, but at the same time, he also started to feel cold from the deepest part of the body.
The shadow of the person in front of him or the person behind him fell down, enveloped him, blocked all the light, and made him feel like he was imprisoned in darkness.
"Do not……"
The body began to tremble a little bit, I don't know whether it was because it was more than doubled as usual, or a fear from the bottom of my heart.
It seemed to have fallen into the abyss a little bit, the incomparable fear that slowly enveloped it.
"It's your fault."
"Because you refuse to choose."
"It will continue this way until you make a choice."
"So... it's all, your fault."
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A month later.
After ending a war, the young emperor sitting on the high command seat got up, handed over the post-war sweeping task to his subordinates, and then turned to leave.
However, as soon as he walked in front of the transfer device, he was stopped by the red-haired subordinate on the side.
"BOSS, ah, that, that's what..."
The red-haired elementary soldier who was sent to the mission just a few days before returning to the ship scratched his head and asked in a low voice.
"It's great that you recovered, but is that little guy sick?"
Since the day when BOSS recovered, Mute has rarely appeared in front of people. Even if it appeared, it was only a very short time and very few words.
"Yesterday I saw him feeling a lot thinner... well, and his mental state was not very good."
I don’t know why. Robin thought about what the teenager saw yesterday, and always felt very wrong.
Troll glanced at him, huh.
"In order to help me recover, my mental energy is so bad that I need to rest. Don't disturb him."
He said lightly.
"Well, I know."
Robin who was answered was relieved.
It turned out that it was for BOSS to lose its mental power, then it is no wonder, he said recently why BOSS did not let him and Vya enter the room, it turned out that he was afraid to disturb Mute.
He thought that the sight of his majesty disappeared in the teleportation device.
Well, then he was relieved.
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Through heavy protection after heavy protection, Troll returned to his room. The door closed automatically behind him, and he did not stay at all, walking straight towards the bedroom on the side of the living room.
The door opened and he stepped forward.
Someone was sitting on his bed, leaning against the head of the bed. When he went in, the man looked up at him. It was a face exactly like him.
There was a man in his arms.
The pale boy was lying on the man's knee and fell asleep, frowning slightly, even though he seemed uneasy to sleep.
There are still a few tears on the long eyelashes, like the dots of tears in the corners of the eyes. There was still a flush of blush on the corners of the eyes and cheeks, and the tiredness showed the that hadn't yet disappeared. The wide white shirt that was obviously not fit fit loosely around the teenager, unable to conceal the fine reddish traces extending from the neck to the shoulders, like blooming petals, lined with tears at the corners of the eyes, Gives an abusive yet extremely attractive beauty.
Troll stepped forward and wiped the tears in the corner of Mute's eyes, which were sleeping.
Ignoring the other person who hugged the man in his arms, he leaned over and skillfully bit the ear with a gleam of color.
The room soon rang out the weak, hoarse sobbing of the teenager who had been forced to wake up just after a short break.
If there is nothing, it lasts for a long, long time.
[It's your fault. 】
[This will continue until you make a choice. 】