Ball of Nothing

Chapter 22 Memory Fragment 3

The third part of the memory was something that I could actually view this time. While the first two memories existed in darkness, there was some light visible in the third memory in the form of different coloured lights.

These lights didn’t have any defined shape and constantly flickered while moving in circular motions around a spot. However, they never crossed the paths of the other lights. They hovered around a space that they can’t seem to come close to and I figured that dark space should be where my past self was.

**Author’s Note: From here it gets confusing so I’ll write it chatroom style.**

Red light: "I say we kill them. It’s not worth the effort."

Blue light: "No, that’s a waste. If we use resources to create them, we still need to use resources to end them. I don’t like that."

Yellow light: "I don’t know why you’re so worked up over this. They don’t exist yet so let’s just do our best to ensure nothing of that sort happens. Even if it does, I’m sure we’ll find a way around it."

Green light: "You’re too carefree! This is why you never get anything done. I say everything needs to be controlled by us. Don’t give them free will or power. After all, what we need is a vassal to do what we desire, not think for us."

Purple light: "That defeats the purpose. Those vassals are meant to help us understand more about ourselves. The only reason why we became separated was because of our different perception."

White light: "I understand everyone’s point of view. However, we are forgetting that it is not our place to make a decision. We’re merely providing our insights. Ultimately, the decision lies with our original."

**Author’s Note: Complications end here. Please look forward to bonus chapter / misc. chapter coming soon for character profile.**

It was confusing at first but from the short conversation, I understood. Each light had a different personality. How my past self came up with this brilliant idea was beyond me. It’s unclear what the white light meant but I’m guessing my past self found a way to split the consciousness into many parts with varying levels of intelligence.

From the conversation, yellow and red didn’t sound very smart. Blue sounded very lazy and green was too aggressive. White and purple are more neutral and balanced, I found myself more comfortable with them.

(Thank you for your input, I will consider this and make a decision later.)

Oh! My past self finally spoke. Amazingly, none of the lights argued and simply faded back into the darkness at the center. I suppose they still respect the original despite everything. Opinions were very tricky things to handle. Many opinions can be given yet it’s not easy to know which is right. The only way to find out is to try... I learnt that from Namekuji. Sometimes the most ridiculous ideas are the best.

This time, as the memory fragment ended, I felt a sense of familiarity wash over me. Information started flooding into my system and I remembered what the lights were.

Apparently, my past self was severely affected by his unusual reactions to a different opinion. I’d discovered that emotions could cloud judgement and figured a method to isolate the emotions from the mind. Thus the six lights were born.

Red was the colour anger manifested. My past self knew anger from the debate. From what I saw, anger wasn’t very good at managing the consequences. It lived in the present, doing as it pleased. It’s probably dangerous for me to be angry as I might do something I cannot undo.

Blue was the colour for laziness. I have nothing to say about it because I’ve indulged in laziness for as long as I remembered.

Yellow was just a mass of happiness with a carefree attitude. I found this emotion most nostalgic. It hasn’t been long since I made my way to this yellow planet after hitchhiking a space rock. However, it’s been way too long since I’ve been happy and satisfied without worries about anything.

Green was born from my insecurities. It was something I couldn’t bear to look at. Looking at Green made me ill and uncomfortable on the inside. I didn’t like it but I couldn’t ignore it. This was the part of me I didn’t want to look at the most. It was, in lack of words, ugly. No matter how much I understood it, I couldn’t bring myself to like it.

Purple was better. In fact, it was the completely opposite of Green. I found myself liking purple as it gave me the feeling of being safe. I felt like I could tell Purple anything and know that Purple would always be there for me.

White was whatI aspired to be. It was calm, collected and knew just what to do to appease everyone. I knew that White was created from a part of my past self and it was disappointing to know that I don’t have it now. Maybe with my memories, I would regain some of that confident abilities.

Once the memories and feelings settled, I looked at the notification and paused.

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