Es didn't talk very much.They were always either reading,or listening to me expressing my feelings.Also,come to think of it,their passion with lecture might be the only thing I know about him.I don't even know his surname or age.For some reasons I never asked them.I guess that my past self thought it was useless.When he speaks,he always have that...way of talking that make them look like they know more about this place than I do.Also,it seems like they're pushing down murderous impulses.One time he told me:
"READING IS THE ONLY THING THAT HELPS ME KEEPING MY SANITY AT BAY. THE ONLY THING THAT HOLD ME BACK WHEN I WANT TO GRAB YOUR PRETTY NECK AND CRUSH IT BETWEEN MY FINGERS.I WANT TO DESTROY...DESTROY...DES...TROY..."
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My Alter Ego
SpiritualYou woke up in a room with a mysterious person named Es.You decide to get along with him and help them,because their dark past twisted them and their conscience...#AlterEgo #Es #Fanfic
