The correct way to deal with multiple personalities

01.

"Slow enough, Flash."

The black-haired young man with glasses scolded unceremoniously—the blond-haired blue-eyed young man opposite him stared blankly at him for a long while.

"It's you."

"—Master!"

The two spoke at the same time in a very incongruous way.

The double-black youth leaning against the wall straightened his body at once, raised his head halfway, and continued to look at Flash—Barry Allen with cold eyes, "You are not the Barry of this world."

"...!"

"You didn't deny that I called you Flash—you are not in this world—you know." The double-black youth looked at Barry's expression, and didn't waste a single word, "Call me 'Mo Jun'. Please pronounce it correctly .”

02.

Running too fast and going back in time changes the mother's death, then back to the correct time - and the whole world is turned upside down.

Represented by Aquaman Arthur and Wonder Woman Diana in the Justice League, the Atlanteans and the Paradise Island fighters fought.

Declare to destroy the land owned by 70 billion humans, and fight each other forever.

Barry Allen, the Flash, the fastest man in the world, was devastated to find that his speed was gone, and his mother who died in his infancy came back alive.

He will do his best to regain his strength, correct his mistakes, and kill this inexplicable war at its source.

—but what broke him the most wasn't the Speed ​​Force leaving him or his mother suspecting he was gay and not caring at all--hell no mind! ——It was the guy in front of him.

The schizophrenic patient who came from the parallel space half a year ago, and his teammate, Master·Nay, who has just been a teammate for a month, has completely changed himself.

"This kind of statement is not accurate, in fact," the double-black Asian kept wiping his glasses nervously, his tone was too calm, "'I' was separated."

"Huh? I don't quite understand?"

"...Even if you think in your heart that the English of Asians is terrible, please don't write it on your face, it's too rude."

Flash raised his hand and rubbed his face momentarily.

"That's a metaphor."

Mo Jun's voice abruptly turned the metaphor into a statement.

"My memory is very confused. I started to remember accurately about half a year ago. I was split out, as a human being instead of a sub-personality."

"What! This—"

"I don't want in my life to hear that it's impossible from someone who breaks all the laws of physics."

Flash held his forehead and let out a sigh.

"I don't know what will happen to the other personalities, but I know that without me, the main personality will go crazy."

When the Asian youth pronounced the word 'Crazy', his tone suddenly became heavy.

"However, if only the 'reason' is split, it's okay. If all the personalities are split, it will be more troublesome; as far as I know, there is no other sub-personality looking for me, and there is a high chance that the memory of other personalities will be so chaotic that it cannot be recognized. Best solution - Flash, I need your help."

"But how can I help you? I can't even use the Speed ​​Force anymore."

"You know all the personalities, and as long as you see them—Drag them to the Batcave. As long as all the personalities are there, there is a good chance that we will recover; we don't even know the reason for our separation, but—we After all, it is a person, and separation will lead to the gradual collapse of personality."

The voice of the Asian young man did not fluctuate much, "Recover your strength as soon as possible. Since I haven't seen a single personality in half a year, there is a high chance that they are scattered all over the place—only lightning can bring them back."

"Otherwise, maybe something worse than the destruction of the world will happen."

"..." Barry's brows were tangled, "Getit."

"... Tsk, don't show that expression—" Mo Jun suddenly covered his face, his voice returned to normal from sharp, "Once the personalities are separated, this is the result—no way to communicate and classify emotions with each other , it all turns into a mess in the end; even if it looks like a mess, our brains are still organized and clearly divided, like you see a calm madman-oh why the hell are you still here!! Wait Let me tell you, did you just finish eating oatmeal porridge and drinking orange juice this morning, and you were chased by a chihuahua and fell on the steps! Damn—”

"——" Barry's eyebrows were already twitching, and he tried his best to endure the question, but it was obvious that the guy opposite him guessed what he wanted to ask.

"Master Nay is born with a genius brain and analytical ability! But he never dared to use it because it would blow his brain!"

Mo Jun directly smashed his glasses with his hands, he couldn't restrain his eagerness to analyze and express at all, he was almost chattering like a chatterer - it's rare that thinking casually is like a wild horse running wild, completely unstoppable.

Nothing can shut him up, he has a long list of words to say, whatever it is about, whether it will bring disaster and embarrassment - who the fuck cares about that.

03.

Flash left Mo Jun completely by instinct, even if he watched him fall into nagging hell, he couldn't care about it, he couldn't care about it.

He really doesn't want to be poked out by others. Yesterday he just found out that his sister was NTRed.

Terrible.

Entering the spooky Batcave—not unexpectedly grim, not unexpectedly neat, not unexpectedly—"Did Bruce quit Alfred?!"

This is really unexpected.

"Guest? Please don't mention Master Bruce in front of Master Thomas," the young man with purple hair bent slightly, "Master Thomas will break your fingers."

"Thomas? God—then the one who died in the alley that year was—"

"It's Master Bruce."

"So, who are you?"

"Please call me Lat Milanci, Mr. Wayne's butler, I am happy to serve you."

Flash stared at the butler who looked a bit ghostly in a suit, and slapped his face again.

"This is totally wrong!!"

04.

Barry didn't mind at all seeing the priest in black who was illuminated by the Holy Light in the hands of the helper introduced by the steel bone.

He didn't even mind seeing Eve dressed in black as an agent in the intercepted video, as a member of the female warriors of Paradise Island.

But when he faced the skinny rib-like Superman, and Master Nay himself who was holding a broom as a weapon, he was not so calm.

"My test product!" The Master himself stood in front of Superman with his broom horizontally, and Superman actually shrank behind him and said nothing, "Mine!"

"So why are you holding a broom==."

Steel Bone crossed the Master, looked at Poor Ribs, and said softly, "No one will abuse you in the future, friend."

"Are you saying that brother abused him! Give him half of whatever rations you have, okay! I'm almost jealous that he doesn't gain weight on anything he eats!"

"Aren't you a doppelganger? Why are you jealous of this—"

"How do you know." The Master's voice turned cold for a moment, and his sharp blue eyes stared straight at Flash. Even if Barry Allen wasn't short, it still wasn't enough for the Master's height of nearly two meters.

"Hey! Master! It's me! Flash—"

"I don't know what the hell Lightning is! I'm no master either—get out!"

Master is protecting Rib Chao behind him with all his strength, his eyes seem to be able to breathe fire.

"Dude - don't be so mad...you promised me a good translation into The Flash!"

05.

Master's situation was worse than Barry had imagined, and he tensed up like he was about to—well, put the broom in Flash's face.

"Flash, this is Jun Mo, let me talk to him."

Barry shrugged, raised his hand and threw the headset over.

Up to two 10-minute reprimands.

"—Are you fucking idle and amnesia fun? It's the third time, damn it! Come back to me! No matter what kind of food you found, hurry up and get back! Even if we have different names, appearance, memory and personality—we fucking alone! balabala-"

Flash watched the Master clutching the earphones with a stunned expression, and sighed helplessly. While dragging the ribs, he tugged at the corner of the Master's white coat. The corridor is full of 'Mo Jun' angrily cursing and scolding endlessly - there are only a few dirty words back and forth.

"—I'm yourself even in your son's name! You can't do to me what you did to your son! Balabala—"

"You have a son?"

Flash asked with a wooden face.

"Ah." The still stunned Master replied, and after a while, "I didn't even know I could say that myself."

He crushed the little bugging earphone with two fingers.

"Well, another sunny day that knows everything."

There seemed to be some regret in his voice.

06.

Afterwards, Barry was completely lamenting this experience.

'Mo Jun' took a sip of coffee in silence, and squinted at him, "Who made me a secondary personality? When the main personality is obsessed with obsession, pretending to be crazy, pretending to be foolish and deceiving himself, someone has to wake him up."

"I'm still a damn, troublesome sub-personality. Damn—me."

"puff."

"——Please read the picky pick as the first sound! It is synonymous with picking a pole instead of picky pick—"

...'Mo Jun' sighed, and slapped himself on the face.

"Damn it, Master, what you owe to yourself doesn't even mean paying back, bastard."

07.

When he woke up, he first saw a little blond girl groping his face and kissing him lightly on the corner of his mouth.

The gentle kiss almost took away most of the pain caused by the twitching of the cranial nerves.

"feel better now?"

"……Yes."

"For the first time, I'm Lucia. May the pain stay away from you."

"...Ah, thanks."

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08. What if Lucia also collapses?

"By the way—you smell like cherries."

PS: There are still more than ten days left for the exam. What the hell am I doing——Damnme.