Walking Disasters and Me Aftermath – Ch 88

Thoughts and images float in fractal patterns in my eyes, my body paralyzed and unresponsive as I lie listlessly in a voided sea, its currents and andering path foreign and unknown to . Diagrams of the human body, the musculature and skeletal fra being fed by blood in perfect detail and clarity, along with what I now realize is Qi intermixed with the red blood cells. The energy seems to piggyback off of their carriers, aiding and strengthening them before depositing themselves into the interwoven cords of sinew and flesh that give the body its locomotion and power.

The next series flashes before my eyes and is much more abstract in its approach. The old school human description and picture that NASA sent up in the Cassini probe slapping in the face, but where the arms and legs are spread out and the joints et, small perfect 2d circles appear. Each one intricate beyond asure, filled with glyphs and symbols that are just different enough yet still familiar to inscriptions. These symbols are being fed by a wide channel of power rippling through the center of the diagram, starting at the head and ending at the middle of the torso, little tributaries of light extending out like a second cardiovascular system to each of the new additions to the body.

The vision attempts to bring to the heart of the diagram next but, when I get there, I am faced with yet another depiction of myself. Rage flashes briefly from my mind, mories of the recent fight with the Heavens coming to surface before I realize that I'm not standing before that creature again. I'm.... looking at myself. A perfect copy, pure and frad by blazing white flas with the sa pale white skin tone, hair color, and rocking body that I've slowly beco accustod to. The second that clicks inside of , the soul of myself opens its eyes, teal and vibrant just like mine but tinged with a white fire that hurts to look at as a golden white crown suddenly rests on its head, and I co back to the waking world in a gasp, cold sweat pouring off of my skin.

'Whoa! Easy Aims, you're okay! Just take so breaths honey, you're safe.' I hear in my mind as Ios frantically reassures . Taking the advice to heart, I close my eyes again and steady my breathing and throbbing heart, letting the emotions settle and return to a controlled chaos before I blearily open my eyes again.

"Ios? Where am... Oh... Right..." I mumble out, the disorientation fading away as I rember that Akiko basically locked in her sex dungeon with her. Which - to be fair - sounds like a fucking wonderful ti, but the context leading to such an event still has a little concerned.

'Yeah, still in the pleasure basent. On the bright side, you beat the tribulation and ascended to the next rank in everything! Congrats honey~! Listen, we need to talk about how things have developed while you've been asleep.' I fail to hear the last worried statent as I can't help but to lower them again as the recollection of the fight and how... brutal... I acted during it cos back to the forefront. I was... Heavens, I was like an animal. Just ripping and tearing the prismatic flesh off of sothing that couldn't even hope to fight back against .

I frown as conflicted emotions start to rise up in my psyche. On one hand, that feeling of absolute dominance and control, the absolute pleasure and joy from tearing through the sinews of energy that held that being together make my core tighten and shiver in delight. Even going so far as to make unconsciously clinch my thighs together to stop the budding dribble of liquid that threatens to begin to spill. It just felt so good~. Like all I ever wanted in that mont was being spoon fed to via ripping and tearing through that fucker's essence. The lust and euphoria, the madness and control, all of it coalescing into a perfect harmony of gluttonous and violent want and reaching the satisfaction of both my revenge and hunger.

And that's about when the other side of the equation starts to scream out. What the fuck was I even doing?! Why did I act so... bestial? I've never been in a fight before I landed here on Mara and had to fend off the bears, and even then that was a fight for survival. I've never acted like that before, the screaming cry vengeance drowning out all logic and reasoning to the point where I'm literally eating soone!

I gag involuntarily at the reminder; my eyes having already gone wide in this duet down mory lane with myself and my conscience. I hear Ios try to say sothing in my mind again, but I just block it out. I know she is just going to say the right thing to make feel better about all of this, probably the perfect words to help internalize and absorb what just happened. But I don't want that right now. I just want to feel and truly accept what I've done.

I replay the whole fight again and again, the wheel of ti spinning its woeful dance in the background as I curl inwards on myself in tornt and self-inflicted judgent. I think I realize that I am truly... scared of myself. I lovedhaving that power, adored that feeling of superiority and strength. And while Akiko has told repeatedly that being a Berserker is normal, and fine, and totally just sothing that I can adjust to... the screeching of my teeth as I tear into the clone's arm brings tears to my eyes. The pitiful wailing of its cries sends shivers down my spine. The utter ruthlessness of slamming it into the ground over and over again draws my hand lightly across my stomach until it starts to weave its way through my still trimd pubic hair and down further...

As I'm just about to touch myself in the midst of the weirdest ntal state of my life, the double doors to the faintly lit room open wide, the creaking of wood and surprisingly poorly oiled hinges squeaking out in protest as the soft clack of sandals echo across the room. Even in the whirlwind of chaotic emotions I'm currently being thrown about by, I can't help but raise my head and take in the approaching figure of Akiko. Her eyes look a tad bit despondent and weary, like she's been up for an entire day and wants nothing more but to fling herself on the bed and pass out. A mood, for sure.

I continue my inspection, ignoring the way my heart still flutters when I see her full feminine figure turn to shut the doors behind her, her face lowering to the stonework below. I also notice that she is back in her version of a battle kimono, and that a few blotches of dark stained liquid adorn it now. My stomach twists slightly at what that could be, what it ans, as I keep shifting my gaze downward and see that her socks and sandals are equally as tainted with the unmistakable crimson tint of dried blood.

Fear and - for the first ti since the heart demon trials, panic - starts to whir to life in my core, my heartbeat rapidly increasing but this ti not from lust or... whatever the fuck I was feeling a second ago. "A-Akiko? Are you okay?" I ask out cautiously, her back still turned to as her fallen face continues to study the ground. My words make her jolt in surprise, her snowy white hair flinging to the side as she whips her head toward , violet eyes still tired but beginning to glass over in emotion.

"Alia?" The soft voice of Akiko calls back to , like even speaking aloud in this room is forbidden or dangerous. I give a small, weary wave and smile at the growingly hard to read kitsune who I love, the tension beginning to bubble up and lay its oppressive weight in the silence that follows. It doesn't last long, thankfully, as the marble skin and pale white fur of Akiko barrels into , knocking both of us out of the bed and rolling onto the ground, her loving kisses and bites and worried whines replacing the stillness that was threatening us before.

"Alia! My love, you are awake~!" She cries out happily and sorrowfully, which does shit all to help my growing concern at what the fuck is going on. Regardless though, I return her chaotic hug with all my strength - which seems to be much higher than before - as we continue to roll around on the stone tiled ground. I kiss, nuzzle, and rub my hands along her face, neck, and back respectively, and our unrestrained cuddling soon brings us back to the bed proper with my head firmly resting against the cool skin of her neck and our chests pressed against each other.

"Alia," Akiko begins softly between purring breaths as she holds in a death grip, my na spoken like a prayer from her lips as she continues, "you have been asleep for weeks. Just over a fortnight. I... I thought I may have lost you yet again." Her cracking voice breaks my heart, sending waves upon waves of sorrowful blue crashing into as I lean up and kiss her cheek, still confused about what exactly is happening right now. At least in a larger context. But all of that confusion and sadness blasts away from the want and need to reassure Akiko, my love for her battering aside anything else until I know she is calm again now that I can see how much she's suffered.

"I'm here Aki, I'm sorry I scared you again. I didn't an or want to do that, but I'm right here. I love you." I whisper softly to her, stroking her silky-smooth hair and rubbing her back through the fabric of the black kimono as we lock our legs together, her eagerness to have as many points of contact with as possible warming my heart and bringing a smile to my face.

Eventually, she finally composes herself again, her soft sniffles and recently dried tears the only evidence of this new emotional outburst. One which I'm still not used to seeing from her, even if it is endearing to know the typically infallible and composed woman can be just as human as the rest of us~. Finally stopping long enough to look up and down, even going so far as to sniff my armpits, neck, and stomach, she speaks out between her investigations, "Are you well? Are you recovered from the tribulation? How are you faring? Do you need-"

I cut off her ticklish and amusing actions with a kiss once she tries to bring her head back to my neck again between questions, her soft moan sending pleasing tingles down my spine before we break away, my hands still cupping her face. "Akiko. Honey. I love you but I'm fine, I think. Can you please tell what's going on? Why was I asleep for two weeks?"

A brief flash of crimson dots her cheeks, just long enough for to notice before she wraps up in a hug and locks our lips once more, her voracious hunger making let loose a moan of my own as she rolls around and plants herself on top of . With tongues darting and dancing, we stay there for so ti as her nails rake through my crimson hair, her wintery tails laying softly across my body, like they want to cover every inch of in their comforting and grounding embrace.

As I'm beginning to see stars, Akiko finally backs away with a sheepish yet still hungry expression, licking her lips from the succulent al she just partook of. With a sultry whisper of admission she says, "I have missed you, my dear~. You have been asleep for just over two weeks, as I ntioned. Whether consolidating your new advancents or due to so unseen damage from your tribulation, I was not certain. However," she begins to say while gaining a far-off look, making my stomach tense with anticipation, "your display - or rather should I say the Empress' display if we are being candid - was witnessed by many. The implications of what was said and the strike against the Heavens was seen and felt throughout the Village and most of the continent, if not the entirety of Mara. Although we have not heard from any spies or diplomats confirming that or not yet.

As such, many vultures and scampering cultivators ca looking and demanding answers, asking who would upset the balance so or seeking to gain favor with whoever struck such a blow against the skies themselves. It was not a wholly peaceful affair, and many of the zealous arbiters of the status quo have now waged war upon the Village as a whole for 'harboring an enemy of society and balance'." She says with actual air quotes, the disdain dripping off her voice before she turns back to look at softly, "I have ensured that no one yet knows of your true identity, Alia, but... I am sorry to say that the continent, and likely the world, now knows of your existence in so form or fashion. Far sooner than any of us desired. I am sorry."

Well shit. She leans down to hold again, this ti resting her head in the crook of my neck as I lay there and process what she just said. On top of the now subsiding maelstrom of emotions regarding what happened during the fight, now I lay there saddled with the knowledge that my brief stint of sanctuary is likely now over, the promise of peace and learning in secret now seemingly shattered beyond belief as the Village is now in an apparently bloody war caused from my actions. The numbness and sheer surreality of it all leaves laying there, holding my foxy lover in my arms with a blank and haunted look, the implications of it all too heavy to sift through. The growing weight of my existence here in this world already threatening to challenge and harm the small amount of comfort I've gained.

"I... I'm sorry, Akiko. For bringing this on you and your ho. I should have... I shouldn't have let loose like that, shouldn't have given in. Maybe if I'd been more rational or sothing, none of this would be happening but... but I just couldn't. It tried to hurt Sandra, our connection. Over and over again. I... I just couldn't stop the hate, the anger, the desire to rip itapart and make it hurt for what it did." I shiver again as the mories dance in front of , the emotions at the ti flooding my brain and nearly suffusing all other thought in that sa amber-red glow, a mix between lust and loathing.

A smooth and delicate hand cos up to stroke my cheek, wiping away a tear I didn't know I had shed as Akiko looks down to caringly. "Do not be ashad or remorseful for what you did, Alia. While the actions yourself and the Empress took were extre, they were well warranted and not without reason. Trust on that matter. I will shoulder any burden so long as it ans you and the others are safe, as well as the people of the Village. If that ans defending ourselves from idealized masses of the status quo, or those seeking to gain power and leverage from a new developnt for their own gain, then I will rest easy at night knowing that my heart and convictions are correct and free of karma."

I rub my face into the hand, closing my eyes as a few more errant drips of salty liquid splash down to her waiting and comforting palm. "I love you, Alia~. And while I am sure the others will be beside themselves in joy to see you again once I let you out of this room, I want to discuss what happened during the tribulation. Specifically, what you did during it, not your reincarnated soul."

A slightly worried, slightly eager look cos across my face as I ask with caution, hoping that the brief bit of ti has softened her idea to abducting a bit, totally ignoring what she said at the end as I scoff out, "You're seriously going to keep locked up in this room still? With a war going on and who knows what else?? I an, don't get wrong! Judging by all the toys and stuff you have scattered across the walls, I'd really like to spend ti with you here, but isn't this kind of... extre?"

She looks down to with an expression beyond seriousness, her eyes darkening a tad as she leans down and replies, "You are not leaving this room until you are both safe and forget what it ans to be able to walk correctly for the next year. And also, I am keeping you here precisely because there is a conflict raging against the defensive formations of the Village. While highly unlikely, there is always a chance that an infiltrator can use so treasure or ability to temporarily bypass our defenses, or that a rouge elent can embed itself within the populace. If anything, you will be staying here for the foreseeable future, where I can keep my constant eye on you now that you are awake, and we will be getting you enough of those points to put you on par with an Apogee rank cultivator before I am done."

I bristle at the insinuation, my fears of using the system to turn sex into so kind of point generating machine coming back to mind as I glare up at Akiko, even if she rely matches my look, "Fuck that. I don't want to turn sex into a ans to just get stronger, Akiko! I want it to just be a side effect of sharing love with soone! You know how I feel about that, and we've talked about it! Besides, you can't keep here forever. You need to go out and handle this apparent conflict that's been raging while I slept. Not to ntion you and the girls need to start cultivating body and soul stuff too, and I need to work on healing Sandra now that I've advanced!"

I thrash a little in her embrace, her domineering angle and hold doing... odd things to as I writhe underneath her in a mixture of annoyance, exasperation, and budding arousal. After a few more unfruitful squirms of rebellion, I lay still against the comfy mattress helplessly in a huff, turning my head to the side as my cheeks burn from the compromising position I find myself in. Akiko takes that mont to lean down and give a small kiss to my cheek, eliciting another grunt of peevishness from as she says, "While it is true that my attention will be periodically drawn elsewhere for so ti now, I would never deprive you of the opportunity to heal your sister and mate. To ease your mind over the matter, let rephrase what is going to happen until I am sure both you and all of your assorted soul passengers are safe, secure, and strong enough to survive what is occurring outside these walls."

She leans down to breathe huskily into my ear, my powerless form shaking both from the hot breath and tingling sensation that begins pooling between my legs, "I am going to fuckyou relentlessly, every ti I am able to. In-between and during our fervent sessions, we will shore up your foundations and build upon your paths as well as heal your sister." My legs slam together without my input as I moan out softly. Akiko chuckles breathlessly before I feel sharp, pointed impacts graze against the delicate skin of my neck, right along the rapidly throbbing and pulsing vein there.

I nearly succumb to the temptation, the tantalizing thought of just laying back and succumbing to her will speaking to on both a physical and spiritual level. With my last grasp at sanity, I realize why I'm so uncomfortable with all of this, aside from the obvious reasons. "A-Akiko, stop!! This," I moan out softly as she licks my neck, "this just feels like you're using ! Like all of my exes did! Please, let's just talk for a second! Don't do this to , I'm begging you!" I cry out as tears fall between my sobbing pleas, and although it works in bringing Akiko back from her lust filled state, I only feel worse when I see her heart broken face as she realizes what she was doing.

"Akiko, it's okay," I whisper softly and shakily, the turbulent storm of lust and sorrow crashing against each other in my core as I turn to face her, "I... I'm sorry that I compared you to them, but that is honestly how this feels right now. You have trapped in a basent and are wanting to use like a toy. Again, I'm not like, opposed to the idea in principle, but not like this. I'm scared, I'm confused, and I don't want to have sex until so of those emotions and questions get answered. And I definitely don't want to be kept away from the others and Ios too."

Akiko jumps back, landing a good foot or so away on the bed - this fucking thing is massive, Jesus - as she just hangs her head low in sha. I take a couple steadying breaths before rising up slowly on my elbows, then fully to a sitting position as we sit apart from each other, the small distance heavy and long for the first ti in our relationship. "Akiko, what's going on with you? Why are... were... you acting like that?" I finally ask after the tension becos too much to bear, my heart both wanting and not to know the answer.

Akiko takes her own mont to ponder, her downy white hair falling in curtains across her face as she keeps her head low, her tails falling limply to the mattress around her before she answers, her voice laden with sorrow and regret, "I had a soulmate. Once. We were young, not even reaching our first century as true beast humans when we found each other. I was already in a relationship with a group, at the ti, but when I t her I knew in my core that I had found the person that completes .

She joined our band, striking out and adventuring across the world as most young rogue cultivators do. We were too financially weak and... not of suited temperant to join any of the decent branches or sects of that ti, so slaying monsters for bounties, gathering treasures for nobles, or simple escort missions for rchants were how we passed both ti and coin." I listen intently as I scoot closer, eventually pulling her head to my chest as she hugs , the dampness on my breasts evident of how hard this is to share for her.

I stroke her hair as she continues on in a raspy voice, "Her na was Zephyria. A gorgeous minotaur with daffodil colored hair, tanned olive skin, and a destructively direct personality. For everything that I lacked in confidence, she made up for in spades. Always willing to be the first through a dungeon's door, the first cry of violence when confronting a monster or ambushing cultivator, and deadly as the night with a harp. Oh, Alia... the music she would play... I lost more evenings and hours of sleep than I ever thought possible just listening to her careful and beautiful plucking of those strings. She had a special climate controlled spatial ring where she stored it, the sa ring I now wear to keep Gerra's food as fresh as possible..."

Her fingers erranly rub the aforentioned ring, stroking it gently and fondly as she continues to recall her past life, tears forming in my eyes from the love and loss radiating off of her, "She was beyond incredible, and I miss her every day..." She takes a breath before pulling back and looking at , her own eyes streaming uninterrupted rivers, "When we ford the Fox Village, it was myself, Zephyria, Miko, Evi, Beatrice, and the person who would beco the Sect Leader - Maenai - along with the transmigrator Tyler Ashfell. He had been a 'satellite', I suppose you would say, with Miko and Evi, both other kitsune who took a liking to him after we found him naked and alone in the forests here in the valley. No doubt nearly a chaotic entry to Mara as yourself~." She giggles slightly at the attempted humor.

I just give her a small smile back as I scoot closer, moving to hold her in an embrace while we bump foreheads against one another. She gives a happy, rumbling purr at the act before going on, "At any rate, we ford and raised the Village to what it is now, our interconnected group growing and building seats of power that we deed the separate Branches as ti wore on. After nearly 200 years of peace and growth, I discovered a half dead swordswoman at the entrance to the valley during a mission. Blonde haired and green eyed, with conviction and rigid certainty her only guiding light. As I am sure you can surmise, this was Samantha, and she had been sent by her nomadic tribe to fell a beast as part of her ascension into their upper ranks of leadership. Ironically also called Elders.

However, she was tricked and betrayed, and I will let her share the entire story with you when she feels comfortable doing so. What I will share is that I found her beaten and near death, but I could not leave such a gorgeous and driven woman in such a state, so I took her back to the newly built estate with . Thus, the beginning of the troubles began. Others began to ply and bargain for positions not real, seeking to curry favor and wealth upon themselves just from proximity to our founding group. Miko, Zephyria, Maenai, Tyler and myself all politely but pointedly refused any such endeavors, but it seems that Evi and Beatrice were not as steadfast.

Unbeknownst to the rest of us, after Tyler had left to continue his journey and path on his own and Maenai ascended to Immortality, a cultish following of Evi and Beatrice started to rise up and gain power inside of the Village. At first, I tried to reason with them, the shock of losing a friendship like Tyler coupled with the disastrous tribulation by Maenai leaving ... hesitant for further heartache. Their demands grew more and more over the years, both the won leading the following as well as their sycophantic followers, until eventually I had to beco firm. They demanded the stewardship over the Village to themselves, to rule as pure beast kin and rid themselves of any human or otherworldly trace, including the structures and facilities Tyler had worked so hard on.

I... I could not do that. I could not tarnish my friend's legacy, what he helped us achieve due to so overzealous clamoring from the corrupted minority being led by two of the people I thought were my closest friends and lovers. I did not see..." Akiko goes quiet, nuzzling her head against mine as she slinks down to my shoulders, soft sobs escaping her lips as she retells what is a growingly ominous story, my heart shattering with every word. I stroke her hair and lay my head against hers comfortingly, shifting position to wrap my legs around her torso and sit in her lap as her arms co around to brace .

"I could not imagine," Akiko starts to say between broken hiccups, "that Evi and Beatrice would betray us. I was so lost in my grief and worry, so awash with indifference to the passing of ti that I did not see the dagger coming straight for my neck. But Samantha did. She was by my side during dinner, Evi and Beatrice having to 'attend to Branch business' which we all knew was code for them sneaking away to conspire with their subordinates. I was at the head of the table in the Sect Hall dining room, Zephyria to my left and Samantha to my right, Miko having long left our group to fully pursue the Flowing Pen Branch in seclusion. A once vibrant place of friendship and love now nearly empty and hollow..."

I squeeze her gently in comfort, to which she returns before keeping on softly, like her voice will wake the ghosts of the past, "I did not even see or hear them. They had apparently laid their hands on special talismans not made by the Village or Miko that disrupted our enchantnts and their presences. Samantha only saw a glimr of light angling toward my exposed neck as I bent down to eat, her armor, sword, and shield, materializing on her in an instant as she lashed out and beheaded the attacker. A child from the Village."

Her body goes slack even though the words keep pouring out of her, a bead of worry and heartache coalescing inside of as she continues, "Zephyria... she was not so fortunate. In the split ti that Samantha was able to save , dozens of bolts and stabs of flesh impacted her body, all laced with different and dangerous forms of poison and toxins. The last thing she saw before I heard her heartbeat stop was my screaming face, eyes stretched to alarm as Samantha fought off the remaining attackers, and I stretched my hand toward her. Even with all of my strength that I had as a recently ascended Apogee Rank cultivator, I was powerless to stop the murder of my most cherished person..."

I hold her tight, as tight as I possibly can as my own tears start streaming down my face, my soul dipped in pure empathy and remorse for this poor woman. Her clawed fingers grip tighter, nails pricking deeply into my skin though I don't give a shit about it even as the pain hits . "I killed them all, Alia. Evi, Beatrice, every single one of their followers. The rival sect that supplied them, looking to weaken our position on the continent. The nobles of the capital who let all of this wash away under their noses. Every single person who voiced descent either during or after the bloodbath, for a ti. I washed the entire continent in blood, for years. That is when I learned what being a Berserker truly is. I gave in to the madness; let it eat away and consu until Samantha fought to a near stalemate and finally broke through to .

I am ever thankful that the general population of the Village was in support of at that ti, aside from the betrayer's followers. I do not know how I would live with myself if I had... enacted such vengeance on my ho in such a way. That is when I continued the 'welfare programs' that Tyler had suggested in the Villages inception and expanded upon them. Trying to buy back and ease so of my guilt at the wanton killing I had committed. When you are as strong as I am, even if you are fighting and committing violence for a just cause, innocents are likely caught in the exchange. And they were."

I am fully koala-ed by this point, hugging and latching onto her desperately as I just let her vent but still wanting to show her that I'm here, that I care and accept her. Because... it makes sense. I went ballistic when I saw the slightest damage to Sandra being done, fully losing myself in the rage and hate and violence that ca afterwards. And here Akiko is, spilling her heart out on one of her as to yet biggest secrets, but all I can see is the similarities with myself and her. Of course, my overflowing sympathy and the devastating loss that she suffered too, but if I focus any more on that I won't be able to be a support pillar for her right now, I'll likely just break down and cry.

"I am sorry, Alia." Akiko says after a couple sniffles and wipes of her eyes, made all the more complicated as I am constantly nuzzling and bumping my head against her, "I... I may have overreacted to so things regarding your tribulation and such. Too many parallels between my past and this present clouding my judgent..." She leans back, just enough to give a deep kiss as I wrap my arms around her neck. After a few more tounge twisting turns, she leans back with a small, fragile smile. "I truly am sorry, for all of it. I am not a perfect person; there are many things I wish I did not do. I should not have let my weakness overco and hide you away like this, I should not have tried to force myself on you as I did, and I should have told you of my past sooner.

I was... I was scared, I am sorry to say. Scared that you were going to be another wound in my heart with your special nature. The love I feel for you nearing my soulmate, and the tragic mories that co with such a notion. I..." She sniffles again, her eyes becoming wet with tears as she cups my face timidly, "I cannot lose soone so precious to again. And I know that we have only been together such a short ti, by all standards. But this connection, this depth of feeling... I cannot lose you Alia. I am sorry that I acted this way, but I promise it was all borne from genuine love and a fear of losing sothing so core to again. It was never my intention to hurt you or cause you discomfort."

I choke out a sob as I lunge into her, my brain and all rational thought being washed away by the tempest of emotions and vulnerability she shared, my wants and desires, fears and hopes all building, combining, and smashing against each other as I tackle-kiss this pure and gorgeous woman.

Title [Intertwined Soul] has changed into [Tri-Pointed Soul]!

ERR: Main Quest has rewards for title. Adjusting... Adjusting.... Adj4@%in%...

Title [Intertwined Soul] has changed to [Intertwined Souls]! Quest reward for Main Quest has been changed to [Multiple Perfectly Mirrored Souls].