"First hearing things, now seeing things-wonderful. Am I due for a promotion to Emanator of Harmony next?"
Aventurine muttered as he watched the figure who looked exactly like him and claimed to be his future self disappear.
Aventurine headed deeper into the film studio. There wasn't a single visitor in sight, apart from a child.
The child stood beneath Clockie's statue, with golden hair and a face that stirred memories.
"Why are you here all alone?" Aventurine asked.
The boy turned around, his eyes opening like spreading halos as he looked at him. Countless overlapping voices, mixed with some obscure noise, rushed into Aventurine's head.
"What's wrong, sir... you don't look very well?"
There were a few scratches on the boy's face. Aventurine stared into those eyes for a long time.
"They're beautiful, aren't they? My sister says they're a gift from Mother Fengo, the Earth Mother Goddess. Colorful eyes bring people good luck. Oh... you have beautiful eyes too, sir. They're so pretty!"
Mother Fengo. What a familiar name.
Harmony's curse is certainly interesting. Is this supposed to make me talk to myself? First you give me a split personality, then pick whichever of the countless shattered fragments of my mind suits you best?
Many words flooded Aventurine's mind at once, but looking at the boy before him, he couldn't say them as he had when facing his other "self" earlier.
After another moment's hesitation, Aventurine softened his tone. "Are you... alone? Where are your parents?"
"They're all in this amusement park. Mom and Dad went in first. I was just going to find them. So I have to go now. Goodbye, sir. I hope you have fun too."
The boy left, running swiftly into the film studio. Aventurine stood rooted to the spot, dazed for a long time