July 18th, 2045.
I opened my eyes to see a white sky. “Here again, huh?” I was once again in that white world of my mind. I got up and rubbed my head. “Sapharubi’s ascension must have really put me through if I ended up here after so long.”
“Hey,” said a voice, causing me to perk up as if an electric shock had traveled down my spine.
“Huh!? This voice…”
“Yo, how long do you plan on wasting time standing around like that?”
“Is that my voice? Why does it sound so dark? What is this dreadful feeling?” I turned about face and looked to the source of the voice. What I saw shocked me to the bones. “Huh!? What the!?”
“Yo! Pleasure to meet you, Bill!” the being greeted. “Or not, heh, heh, heh.”
“Who are you!?” I demanded. The being was like a mirror image of me. “And why do you have my fac
