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((Dang.))

((Yeah))

((Well, it's good that you had fun.))

((Yup!))

I just sat there in silence. I guess there was no need for me, which I found pleasing. I snuck myself into the shadows and closed my eyes. Maybe I can think of what happened last I was and wake up there, then I'll be home.

"You keep mentioning 'different personalities', but I don't understand what you mean by that."

I looked back and forth between them, thoroughly enjoying watching the two.

"What?" I asked him, noticing that he was watching us. "Are we entertaining to you, or something?"

"I say different personalities, but it isn't exactly multiple personality disorder."

"You care to clarify, then?"

"Alright so when I was a baby the 12 Olympians plus a couple other goddesses and another god injected me with some of their blood. It was too much power and my body couldn't take it. The best way to understand this next part is to imagine my brain as a house and each room has a different 'Personality' inside. What I mean by personality is each room has a me with different powers in it, but I can control which doors are open at any given time which is why it isn't really multiple personality disorder. I can combine 3 at a time easily, more than that and I basically start over heating."

((It's basically an out-of-control Mind Palace?))

((Exactly))

My mouth opened slightly in disbelief and shock, and my eyebrows lowered. "Why?" was all I could ask.

"Why what?"

"Why would these... gods and goddesses inject their blood into you when you were a helpless child?" I asked, flabbergasted.

"Oh that, well technically not all of them did because one is my biological dad, but they were seeing if it would work, honestly most of them don't care about demigods like me."

I blinked in shock. "I don't think I like these gods and goddesses very much."

"My fandom doesn't understand your Gods. Some do, and laugh. But some thing Zeus is the good guy while Hades, once again, get's the short end of the stick."

"Fandom?" I asked. "What is that?"

"It's what we all are. Embodiments of our worlds, only, when we're not in our worlds, we're fandoms, because in this world, you're world is just a story. So, it has a good fan base, people love it, and the people that love it band together for a fan domain, or, fandom for short."

"So here we're all... fake...?"

"Well, yes, but primarily in certain worlds. But, you sir, are very much alive and not just a story. Much like how I am a tangible being, you are too."

"Oh," I mumbled. "This is so complicated."

"Indeed. Take it from someone who's had something like this happen to him before." I reached into my bag and pulled out the all too familiar brown book with the large lettering that elegantly spelled out "Once Upon a Time" on the cover. I handed the book delicately to Nicholas. "Be careful with this one. It is my story."