Zoostuck 2

You. Duh.

Well, yes, that much is obvious. But your memory of your past existence is a little fuzzy, for reasons you don't understand. You're trying to sort through your thoughts now in hopes of clearing it up.

johnny come-lately

That name sounds vaguely familiar, and yet it doesn't sound like yours. You feel as though it is closely connected to you and at the same time entirely irrelevant to your existence. Why is this so hard? Why are you having so much trouble with such a simple concept as your own identity?

No one

That's it. That's why it's so difficult. You don't have an identity in the first place.

You're just a pair of novelty arms and this is your first time experiencing sentience outside of the inventory in which you were creating a new civilization. It's all so clear now.

But then where are you now? Why are you a math teacher? Is this, perhaps, the civilization you created with your own two hands? Have you been reborn into the body of a math teacher, your consciousness finally awakening after countless centuries and advances?

And why are you so sure that you're an alien?

Your quest for identity has only confused you more. Maybe you should just focus on this invasion you're supposed to be helping out with, something about making these textbooks play music for some reason.

So what song are you going to have them play?