Your name is GLAYCO NAUTLI. And you have the feeling today is going to be a long fuckin' day.

> Usually, you'd be perceptive enough to notice John's missing arm.. you've grown accustomed to seeing him with only one, however.

> Additionally, you're also more focused on your own unimportant mental shit to think about it.

> What happened there. What happened there? Can you even remember? Do you want to?

... I killed everyone. and those I didn't kill lost everything anyway. Some fuckin' leader I was.

> Of course, that's an oversimplification of what actually occurred..

It was a horrible mess that hurt everything it touched, but it was still my horrible mess to deal with. I don't even know what to do with my life anymore, man. Everything is so... stagnant.

> For a moment, you ponder. an uncharacteristic gleam of.. longing present in your eyes.

.. Nah, nevermind. You wouldn't be able to take me there anyways.

I–..

> You look at John, defeated.

I've been trying so hard, you know? I miss home. even if it fucking sucked. It was still HOME.

How.. far can your retcon powers go? Like, are you limited to just your timeline(s), or can you effect others? Is pre-game out of the question?

Ha Ha. Yeah, I guess it is, huh? My b, my b.

> You brush a strand of hair out of your face. Notably, you're missing your iconic candy red gazers.

I guess it's kind of serious? Or rather, it could lead to something serious. Really, I just had an inquiry.

Unfortunately this means a variation of myself from Beforus has made himself known. It's Bad. I try not to think about it.

Just kidding LMAO I'm about to become a gluttonous beast see ya

Alas... tis not the same without my bro.

I'm sure you are!

I don't think you know what a fumble looks like

Don't be so sure about that

you're the only one who can calm me bro.... your beautiful blue eyes ease my soul.......

Hah... who else but Glayco? Who else but me would get stuck there, in an endless battle, causing endless paradoxes.