"Ugh... my head hurts." Arthur woke in a daze, clutching his head with a pained expression, but froze when he saw his surroundings.
Everything around him was pitch-black, and he seemed to be floating in midair, with nowhere to set his feet.
"Is this that place?" Arthur looked around. Wasn't this the place he had visited in his dreams?
"Yo! You're here, my cowardly self." A familiar voice rang in his ears, seeming both near and far.
Arthur looked around, but there was only the voice, without anyone in sight.
"Stop looking. I'm right here!" Suddenly, a hand patted Arthur's shoulder. He swiftly turned, only to be seized by the throat.
"Ghh..." Arthur was lifted into the air by his neck. Before him, an Arthur who looked exactly like him except for his red eyes-the Gu Shun personality-was watching him with a smile.
"You really are pathetically frail," Gu Shun mocked.
"Let... let go of me..." Arthur struggled desperately, but Gu Shun's hand clamped around his throat as firmly as a pair of pincers.
"I have no idea how an idiot like you became the dominant consciousness controlling the body." As though tired of playing, Gu Shun tossed Arthur aside, picked his ear, and spoke disdainfully.
"Cough, cough..." Arthur coughed violently, taking a long time to recover.
"You're the other personality inside my body?" Arthur demanded, anger showing on his face.
"Isn't it obvious?" Gu Shun smiled.
"You bastard! Who said you could lay a hand on Historia?!" Arthur wanted to rush up and grapple with him, but the difference in their strength kept him where he was for now.
"Her? That dead weight? Honestly, I wanted to kill her. Not just her, either. I want to slaughter every one of those so-called fucking companions of yours." Gu Shun paused