Mysteries: Arcana Wars

"what?"

Fors was a little confused. She stared blankly at Shining running to Sander excitedly, picking up the baby and giving him a big kiss. The twins' very similar faces and the extremely compressed baby's face, three almost identical faces put together, suddenly made Fors feel a little creepy and even a little nauseous.

But Klein's focus did not stop at appearance; he was thinking about some more mystical issues.

"Where is that strange sword?" Klein asked.

"After we got rid of it's control, we threw it into the waterway nearby. I don't know where it went after that." Shining admitted.

"So you and the other you..."

"Sanning, we usually call the other me Mr. Shanning. Although I don't know why we have different genders, but considering that I am a woman, I will inherit the name Shining."

"Okay, so are your memories and Shanning's memories divided in half?" Klein gave a simple analogy. "For example, Shanning has the memories of the first half of his life, and you, as half of the Shining, only have the memories of the second half."

"Overall, our memory is roughly divided in half, but the division of our memory is not so regular."

Shining put the child down and gestured hard in the air.

"The division of our memories is random, not divided according to a certain pattern. There are no obvious and accurate wounds, nor are there highly generalized rules. Everything seems to be relatively random and disordered. It's like in my original memory, I ate cake in the morning and drank afternoon tea in the afternoon. But after we were divided, I can only remember that I ate cake that day, but I don't remember the afternoon tea at all. Similarly, Shan Ning would not remember that he ate cake in the morning. This memory was not divided in his mind. He only knew that his worried brother fed him three stacks of afternoon tea snacks.

"It's a bit like randomly picking lottery balls from a bag. There's no pattern or rule. Someone picked a bunch of them out of the bag, and there looks to be half left. That's it."

"I see. So are there obvious differences between the two of you?"

"Yes, but the difference is not that big. This may be because our memories are fragmented. If we fragment our memories into large chunks, it will inevitably have a certain impact on our personality. However, when we put the memories in a blender and break them into two pieces, the difference in personality will not be that big in the face of two equally fragmented memories."

"In other words, based on your condition, Miss Shining, we can reversely infer Mr. Shanning's approximate condition?"

"Yes, has anyone ever praised you for your ability to draw inferences from one instance?"

Klein had a general understanding of Shining's situation. From the current contact, this soul-cutting wound had indeed affected Shining's mental state. Whether it was Shining's crazy gestures in the office or the way they chose to deal with the problem, it was not something a normal person with a sound mind would do. It seemed that the other Mr. Shanning was also in this mentally unstable state.

Then the problem is coming.

"So what is your commission?"

"Our commission..."

Shining licked his lips.

"I would like to ask you to kill Shanning!"

"!!!"

This turn of events was so sudden that even Klein was a little confused.

"Wait, excuse me, I want to ask..." Fors raised her hand in confusion, "You just said that you and your 'significant other' Mr. Shanning have spent five years in peace, and even reached a relatively stable state with mutual help. Why do you suddenly want to kill Mr. Shanning now?"

"Yes, we did live in harmony for the past five years."

Shining started to pace around the office again, turning like a restless little motor without stopping. Finally, she took out a can of iced soda from under her brother Sander's desk with ease, sat down on Sander's desk, and talked while drinking the soda.

"I mean, who wouldn't want to have another self that's almost exactly the same? Our personalities and ways of thinking are almost identical. In the past five years, our research and work efficiency has been almost twice as high as before the split. I've never done such a smooth job!

“But just a few months ago, the intelligence department of Hazel Street discovered traces of the Exiles’ activities. At that time, they were not as active as they are now, and they had just begun to operate secretly. But we Tesla still keenly noticed this hidden danger.

"Later, during a business trip, in order to investigate this organization, our people brought back the body of an exile. And on this body, we actually felt a familiar feeling. The feeling was very faint, almost negligible, but we could not forget it no matter what, because the scar on our souls was burning with pain the moment we approached the corpse.

"We sensed the same aura on the Exile as on that evil sword!

"This means that Shining is tainted with the same contamination!"

Shining said as he jumped down from the desk again and made faces at Klein and Fors.

"Then the question is, when Shanning came into contact with the exile's body, he was the only one who rolled over on the ground in pain. What does this mean?"

The Shining asked himself and answered his own questions.

“This shows that [Pollution] was cut into Shanning’s body during the split!

"Therefore, Shanning escaped that night, because we were originally one person, and he knew that once I realized that he was contaminated, I would not let him live; similarly, if the contamination was cut into my body at that time, he would chase me to the ends of the earth. Shining? Dangerous factors are not allowed in Tesla's studio, and time bombs are not allowed in the underground factory on Hazel Street. This is the creed that Shanning and I both adhere to."

The Shining finished his soda and slammed the table.

"Perhaps before, we would have let him go because they are the same person, but now it is different. The Church of the Night has sent back the stone tablet, which means that Tesla's catastrophe is about to come. In such a turbulent environment, such uncertainties cannot be allowed to exist.

"So now, Shanning must die!"

With a crisp sound, the soda can was crushed.

"I'm still a little curious. You should know Mr. Shanning better than us. Why did you entrust us instead of killing him yourself?" Fors asked.

"Oh, little sister, there are so many reasons for this!"

Shining put his hands on Fors's shoulders and circled around her.

“One very practical reason is that when we split, the Beyonder characteristics of Sequence 4 were given to him, so now I only have Sequence 5, while Shan Ning has Sequence 4, a complete demigod with an incomplete soul.

"From another perspective, Shanning and I are both Shining Tesla. He understands me as well as I understand him.

"Do you know what this means, little girl?"

Shining suddenly stopped, turned around, held Fors's shoulders and pulled her forward until her forehead touched Fors's forehead. She widened her eyes, and a crazy and twisted smile gradually appeared on her face.

“Cognition is the obstacle.

“The ego is the enemy!”