Wisdom

As the kingdom came quiet Wisdom stayed slouched down against the wall among the rubble. It would only be a matter of time before the enemy would discover him. As the minutes passed he eventually heard the faint sound of footsteps coming towards his direction, they didn’t give off any malicious vibes so he chose not to react.

Eventually the unknown individual stopped in front of him. Wisdom slowly looked up his facial expression cold with a hint of annoyance as the individual looked down with some concern that slowly turned into a slightly relieved smile.

“Ah, so this is where you’ve been. I was worried you didn’t make it but I’m glad that you’re okay “Guidance”.

Wisdom slightly recoiled hearing that name, it was almost repulsive to him. “Don’t call me such Filth.” He demanded, which just caused the person to chuckle. This was Dreamer, a close friend. But before him was not the man he thought. It was only part of him, an almost identical copy of the one he knew.

“Ah, what’s this? Did you hurt your heart “friend”? There’s no need to be so hostile, and what happened to your eyes… and hair-“

“Never mind that, with this loss I choose to not be referred to with that name. As of now, you my dear friend will refer to me as “Wisdom”.

With this new start Wisdom was able to continue from where his other half Guidance ended. Unaware of Guidance’s whereabouts, but it didn’t matter. Guidance was just an empty half of the powerful creator he once was. Most of his soul power went to Wisdom’s half of the soul that was once whole. They were now halves of one soul, the same man but they now live separate lives. Guidance is forced to work with the ones he saw as sinners against the divine, and Wisdom now is under control of the Cybersoul kingdom, making Guidance’s friends his own.

But does he wish to reconnect with his other half? It’s hard to say, because for the moment. All that he cares about now is his continuing Guidance’s mission. To get rid of all that goes against the divine.

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