Lucidstuck II

Lucas: Talk about how you feel

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Lucas: ... You can't be... him.
Lucas: I killed you.
???: Hm.
???: You killed a Lucas, you're right.
???: But I'm not him.
Lucas: Then how... Why do you look like me...?
???: Ha! Take a guess.
Lucas: ... This can't be real...
???: This moment is only ours to share in. What is or is not "real" doesn't matter.
???: Let's get straight to the point, shall we?
???: How are you?
Lucas: ....
Lucas: I'm fine.
???: Would I look like this if you were fine? Please make an effort.
Lucas: I'm... tired.
Lucas: I don't want to continue, but I cannot stand still either.
Lucas: I've felt this way for so long it has numbed me.
Lucas: I feel like I'm being dragged forward.
Lucas: That's how I am.
???: I see. Well that's a start.
???: Why not dissect this feeling of yours.
???: Why do you not want to continue?
Lucas: ......
???: Too high a hurdle?
???: Very well then, let's go smaller.
???: Why do you feel you can't stand still?
Lucas: B-because..! This isn't where we belong!
Lucas: This environment... None of our friends are here. We're alone.
Lucas: If I stand still then... I'll never get out of here.
???: Ahh... You feel trapped.
???: So this is your motivation to continue, but now why don't you want to?
Lucas: ...... Here I'm useful.
Lucas: It's just Alice and me. If we continue eventually... She'll have others to rely on...
Lucas: She won't need me anymore.
???: .....
???: I see.
???: So you want to remain the only person she can count on while also despising the fact that you're locked in a cage.
Lucas: I guess...
???: I suppose the next topic is... Why Alice?
Lucas: .......
Lucas: What do you care...?
Lucas: Why does this matter to you??
???: Because your matters are my matters. If you haven't clued in yet, I'm you.
Lucas: You're...
Lucas: You're also... me?!
Lucas: How can... That be?
???: Well I'm not the you I'm looking at.
???: I'm just a big chunk of you.
???: I've been trying to sort out the mess you've made of us but you keep running away.
???: Now let's see what black mold is under this carpet called Alice shall we?
???: Why do you love Alice?
Lucas: ..........
Lucas: You're me, so I shouldn't have to explain it.
???: Wrong.
???: I do not actually know.
???: That means either it's a delusion on your part or you've somehow kept something from me.
Lucas: ...??
???: What about Alice do you love?
Lucas: .......
???: .........
???: Hmm... Perhaps that is a loaded question.
???: What do you think about when you think about Alice?
Lucas: ...... I see... Beauty... Something to protect.
Lucas: A flower surrounded by ash. I cannot explain my fixation, I just--
???: Ahh!
???: Now this is something I can work with.
???: Do you know that Alice is a guardian of illusions?
Lucas: Yes.
???: What makes you think she doesn't know exactly what she's doing?
Lucas: ......
???: "A flower surrounded by ash"... What is the ash in this scenario? enemies? Slander? Dread?
???: You're a knight for a reason, you think Alice doesn't know this?
???: Alice has you exactly where she needs you to be.
Lucas: ........
???: And... you understand all this.... Don't you?
Lucas: Yes....
???: And yet....?
Lucas: This.
Lucas: This is truly my pain.
Lucas: I love her....
Lucas: I.... Want to love her...
Lucas: I have to love her...
Lucas: If I don't then--
???: You don't.
Lucas: ...!!!
???: You don't love Alice.
Lucas: I... I do!
???: This makes the most sense. I do not feel this way at all.
???: Your destructive behavior was under this pretense, and I couldn't understand it.
???: So... Now I understand why you locked me away.
???: If I found you, you would wake up from this dream you gave yourself... And lose the will to go on.
Lucas: .......
???: Don't worry, Lucas.
???: We did it.
???: Say it now.
Lucas: ......
???: You don't love her.
Lucas: I...!!
???: It was a means to an end, always has been.
???: If you say it, you can be free.
Lucas: .... I can't...
???: She is not the way forward for you.
???: You are her knight, yes.
???: So you can continue to play that role.
???: But you can be useful to anyone.
???: Derrick, Lexii, Garreth... Emily, Lucia...
???: You can be useful to just us if you want.
???: You will always be useful.
Lucas: ......
???: You can always be useful.
???: You aren't alone, even though you may think so...
???: Don't give in to her delusion. Because that's all it was.
???: You needed it. But not anymore.
???: Say it, and you're free.
Lucas: I... don't love her...
???: Say it again.
Lucas: I don't love her.
???: Again!
Lucas: I DON'T LOVE HER.
???: There we go.
???: You're free now.
???: How do you feel?
Lucas: .....
Lucas: I feel...
Lucas: Like the tunnel I've been staring down has widened.
Lucas: .... Feels like I can explore new options than follow the same track I've carried on with.
???: That's good.
???: I feel good too. Having finally reached you.
???: You are worthy of a great love, Lucas.
???: Not this cheap nonsense.
???: Someone who will wait on you just to see your face.
???: That person won't have to wait forever now.
???: And even if you may never find them.
???: You won't be under anyone's heel.
Lucas: ... Thank you.
???: ...!!
Lucas: I... I never imagined I could just decide to feel this way...!
???: You can always decide.
???: All you need is some peace and quiet.
Lucas: What can I call you...?
???: Lucas?
???: I'm you. What can you call yourself? Your name.
???: But Lucas was given to you, we do share another name. You remember?
Lucas: .... That weird thing?
???: Yes!
Lucas: ...Qruewloh.
Qruewloh: That's me.
Qruewloh: If you wind up dead, it will be you too. So please, don't.
Lucas: ... I won't.
Qruewloh: Now I don't expect our talk to stick forever, so if you're alone again try and be still.
Qruewloh: We share this moment within the cracks of perception and silence.
Qruewloh: Maybe I won't look this ugly the next time, heh.

Your depiction of Qruewloh begins to fade away, and you're left with a feeling of liberation.

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Azriel: Lucas?
Azriel: The perceived passage of 2 minutes has ended.
Azriel: Hello?
Lucas: ..... Ahh, I guess it has.
Azriel: How was it?
Lucas: Fucking great.
Azriel: Excellent.