"I am an echo. An illusion. Something that exists but remains in the veil between reality and imagination" The voice made the entire room vibrate once again, emitting itself from everywhere, as well as nowhere. Yvie wasn't quite sure what any of this meant.
"I'm Yvie" Yvie said, feeling a bit like she had to teach this weird, for a lack of a better world, thing, how a proper introduction should be done.
"So that is the name you have been granted" The Echo confirmed. Yvie kept looking around, walking along the walls, as she kept touching and feeling as she went. It was another feeling she got from when she was a snake. The floor felt much colder, as well as sharper.
"But it is not who you are" The voice suddenly broke Yvie's concentration, as she tried to pick out a shiny stone, that she felt like was placed in a wrong way.
"I'm Yvie" Yvie said, now a bit annoyed. Who did this echo thing think it was, to come and tell her who she was or wasn't?
"Young one, you are no mere name" The voice tried again, with Yvie getting obviously upset. She started to walk around, stamping around on the ground. Her white hair started to turn red, her eyes started to burn. However, Yvie did not notice this. Yvie was busy yelling at the mysterious voice at how she was Yvie.
"Calm yourself child. You do not want to come out of control, and as I am no true being, I will not be able to calm you" The voice sounded urgent, making Yvie stop. She took a look around, once again trying to catch sight of where the voice came from, but alas, it was no help.
"You can't decide who I am. You don't know me" Yvie attacked back, as she was still mad at this. There wasn't a single person that should have the power to decide who Yvie was, she thought. First her parents didn't want her to be a snake, and now this voice didn't want her to be Yvie. Why did the world go so much against her? She wondered.
"I have known you for an eternity. Maybe not the 'you' right now, but the 'you' that came before, as well as the you's that came before that" The voice echoed, nostalgically. Yvie was confused. How could there be multiple Yvie's?
"You don't make any sense" Yvie decided to tell the voice, as it seemed like it didn't know it itself. She decided to take pity on it, as she remembered her mother once telling her, that you can cure illnesses of the body, but not illnesses of the mind. And this voice clearly had something to work through.
"I'm the only Yvie there is" She started, walking around in circles, as she tried to explain it to the voice, in the best way she could.
"Even if there are others with the same name, I'm still not them. Just as they aren't me. See? That's why I'm the only Yvie" She said, feeling satisfied with her explanation, not noticing it didn't make much sense either. As she took pride in it, the voice had been quiet.
"Hello?" She called out, suddenly feeling a rush of anxiety run through her. She hadn't noticed this much, but she really was alone here, talking to an unknown entity, that just kept talking about weird things.
"I am sorry if I offended you" The voice said after some moments of silence. It had taken some time to gather itself, figuring out how to proceed, as the young one was not going to be easy to talk with, as it was used to.
"You are Yvie. Of course. I will keep that in mind as well as retract my earlier statements" Yvie felt satisfied as she heard this, and plumped down on the ground, as she had given up on finding the source.
"Now, let me tell you a story" It said. Yvie liked stories, so she didn't mind. However, her instinct spoke to her again, though she was in human form, so it wasn't as strong. She couldn't quite figure out what it wanted to say.
"A long time ago, a serpent lived in peace around the Earth. It was long, big, strong and beautiful. It lightened up as another moon, blessing everyone that touched the light" The voice started. Yvie felt her instinct grow stronger. She turned into a snake, as she wanted to be able to listen to it properly. A sense of danger lurked beneath her skin, telling her she had to stop listening. Telling her that this story would ruin her life. That she wouldn't get the things she truly desired. Which was weird, because Yvie knew she desired some answers, and from the few sentences she had heard, this story might give her some.
But… Yvie couldn't ignore the scream that came up through her tail to her tongue, telling her to stop it.
"STOP!" She yelled as loudly as she could, in the second she turned back to a girl. She hurriedly put on the clothes again, looking around, panting. She suddenly felt an uncomfortable sense tingling in the back of her mind.
"I don't want to hear it!" She yelled again, making sure the voice wouldn't keep on going.
"Why not, Young One?" The voice asked, never having experienced this before. Telling this story and being a guide for the entities that came to this place, was the only mission it had. The only job to do. The only reason for existing in a non-existing way. So what now?
"But…" It tried, confused at what was happening. It had to tell the story! Everything would be wrong if it didn't! But Yvie didn't care about that. She kept insisting for the voice to be quiet.
"But if you do not hear my story, how will you know your own?" The voice asked, with anxiety taking over the calm and strong demeanor it had emitted earlier.
Yvie couldn't respond back right away.
'How will I know my own story?' She repeated in her mind, as she tried to find a suitable answer. That was indeed a great question, to which she didn't quite have the answer yet.
'But maybe that's the point' Yvie said to herself.
"I don't think I want to 'know' my own story… I think I want to make it!" She responded, feeling a new sense of identity flowing over her. Seeking answers was one thing. It was an adventure. But getting answers was something else…
"I want answers. At some point! But first, I think I want to seek them out. Earn them. If you just told me a story and gave me all of the answers straight away, then what? What should I do then? My entire purpose of my journey would be ruined!" Yvie had never talked this much with anyone. It was a relief for her to be able to voice her thoughts, now that she had them in the first place, as well as opinions, that she would make as she went.
"Oh…" The voice said, pitifully. It had lost all sense of purpose, in the same way that Yvie had found her own.
Feeling a bit bad, Yvie tried thinking about what she could do for this pitiful creature.
"Do you… Do you want to come with me? If you can?" She asked, not really knowing if a room could move. Or if it even existed. The voice had been kind of vague on that matter.
"Me… You want me to come with you?" The voice asked, sounding a bit lighter in its mood. Yvie just nodded, not quite knowing if it could even be seen.
"You can find answers to things, too!" Yvie tried, figuring it was a great argument. If the voice didn't know what to do now, it could just figure it out, along with her!
"Oh… I guess so…" The voice said, unsure of what exactly it was answering. A loud bang made the entire cavern rumble, as an explosion of white light and dust scared Yvie, who didn't dare move.
A shadow came out of it, getting less and less fuzzy around the edges, turning into a…
"LIZARD?" Yvie squeaked of excitement.
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