[After saying goodbye to Masamichi Yaga, you headed straight into your private workshop without pausing.]
[You walked up to the immaculate workbench and opened the specially made, temperature-controlled materials case.]
[With an extremely steady hand, you took out three raw core materials that gave off a faint, dim luster. These were the physical foundations on which your vast soul information would be inscribed and housed.]
[Next, you laid out three sets of exceptionally precise, specially made tools you had prepared in advance, positioning them without the slightest deviation at three separate spots on the workbench.]
[With these preliminary preparations complete, you closed your eyes. The cursed energy within you began circulating steadily along a highly specific circuit, and your Innate Cursed Technique, "Phantom Parade," activated silently.]
[Your consciousness rapidly searched the technique's vast memory bank, ultimately pinpointing "Pseudo-Body Formation," the cloning technique you had copied in a past simulation from the paper-bag-wearing curse user who had attempted to assassinate the Star Plasma Vessel, Riko Amanai.]
[As cursed energy was consumed, space rippled like water on either side of your original body, and two independent clones identical to it in appearance and build split off at once.]
[Due to the properties of "Pseudo-Body Formation," the cursed energy within you was now divided into three absolutely equal portions without any deviation, each flowing into one of the three bodies.]
[You opened your eyes slightly and began forcing yourself to adjust to the distinctly different visual feeds now being shared with you by the other two clones.]
[It was an experience that utterly defied the norms of human physiology.]
[The three bodies stood at different angles, looking at the three sets of materials on the workbench.]
[Yet beneath the appearance of three independent shells, the brain in your original body was still the