Hnn. I suppose I could bitch about the living conditions but I've had much worse. Whoever is roomed with me, keep to yourself if you're smart.

What the hell? Wasn't I just sick? .. Little One... Can you get sick right after being sick? Cause if so I'm not fond of this being alive thing again. Damnit I like being hot but not /this/ hot.

Body switching didn't really bother me much. I've had too many bodies for it to bug me. Though being in Johan's was... Interesting I suppose. Took a moment or two to adjust. Tch, all this over not being invited to a nude party? I told you something was odd here Atem. 

Fucking.... Where the hell is the saw? I'm gonna cut a hand off. Atem won't miss it much. I swear to Ra if this is his idea of a joke I'm gonna do it. WAKE UP YOU LAZY ASS!

Hmph. I suppose I should wish you happy birthday Little One. And since Atem (nor I) can remember his then I suppose it's his as well. Give him that thing I won at the amusement park or something.

Little One..... ...... Get her out of my place NOW. I'm not fucking coming out of my room till she leaves. Atem, DO something damnit! I can't live with her! I've been fricking behaving lately sorta but this is testing my limits.

Well this is interesting... Atem, you're staying with me. I don't care what you think, I have a hell of a lot more survival skills than you. I'll keep you alive and healthy until that damn tin can is repaired. No arguements or I'll fucking shackle you to me. Besides this gives us a chance to talk. 

........... If you want to bring the Little One that's fine. I suppose I can feed him too. No one else though. I'm not saving your whole friendship group.

Things are... Confusing to say the least. I have no real reason to hate him but old habits die hard. Not to mention I pretty much hate the world for all that's happen. Everyone can say what they want but I blame this world for killing my village and allowing me to live. For allowing to be alone. .... And if any of you start your friendship crap I'll slit your throats. I don't /make/ friends. I don't know how to. And no I don't want to learn. I've been this way 3,000 years but having a physical body gives it a physical ache as well. ... Damn I wish I could sleep. The nightmares are worse since I saw that damn quack. It's been over two weeks since I've had a decent night's sleep... Surprised I don't wake that redneck kid that I have for a roommate up with my screams when I do get the occassional hour of sleep. Hmph... Screw you all.

 What would you have me do? I can't expel the voices. I've been trying that for well over 250 years now. Nothing I seem to do works. The medication I had for pain seemed to work but it made me sluggish. Can I never break the chains of the past? Merely talking about it with some nut doctor isn't going to help. You know me better than tat. What I wouldn't give to have Ryou's innocence once more. To be what I might of been.

I hate you. I want to tear your body apart and scatter it to the four winds what what you've done to me. The pain, the humilitation... The scars. I hate you. I will kill you. 

I fear you. You are someone I must respect and obey. You are my Master, I am your servant. I am yours in any and all ways.

I love you. Despite the roles in which we were cast you loved me. You cared for for me when you should not of. And I cared for you in return. Secret painful love... 

Who am I? Which truth is real?