HC ch1

By now you know how it goes; a person dies and comes back into a fantasy world. Memory loss on an epic scale, trapped in a cave for who knows how long, and do not forget the personality fracturing due to loneliness.

Yea, I am number three, not that I can control anything. I am more of a narrator. A floating intangible voice. That and I can manipulate some of the messaging functions. Mostly notes, but some alerts. I can not change the core message, but add quips.

Number two got a kick out of that. He is the eye and ears mainly for us now. In his boredom, he began counting the pebbles lying around, for the umpteenth time. As for one, our core and master, who can do it all and be all. He is asleep. Rather thought dead.

“Great I guess I drew the short straw!”

Persona’s two, three, and four turned their entire attention to the new addition to the core room. New as in a small humanoid lizard creature standing and looking at the core with curious but annoyed eyes. Persona two, now called Vision; after much debating it with me as Echo, and four as Chronos; squealed in excitement. I do not blame him; he has been here the longest. Cronos, our newest addition, barely had been around compared to me and Vision, How we know, because when Cronos was born I was updated with a log of time stamps for all my puns. It took us less than a month to figure out that one, or Core, put himself into a permanent coma via depression. Then the dungeon part of him kinda took over. Then that died when it could not get anything done over a decade. In the end, Core has been in this cave for over a century. Vision is what came about a decade after the dungeon instinct died, to replace that void. Our guess is each personality that will follow will be a part of what the instinct kinda broke when it tried to force Core to do whatever the instinct was meant to do. We are just copied shards of the original personality.

Our new lizard brethren were not exactly thrilled about being manual labor. So he took an hour of laying down for a nap before another lizard showed up. Numbers five and six were quickly renamed, Adam and Eve. Well, because what soon occurred was paramount of masturbation in some theories. The whole ‘if you clone yourself and then…’ debate. I and Vision agree that it got old fast. When Chronos counted to 200,000 of sex between the two. Number seven spawned and naturally joined in. Adam was happy for another virgin to join in.

With a month of one BIG orgy with new additions eight and nine joining in when they spawned. It was starting to get crowded. Three months after that Persona ten was born. Architect, we called him once we knew what he did exactly. He has two roles, collection of materials and maintenance. When I say maintenance I mean he shapes the dungeon. It should be noted all the lizard us died. They used up all their reserve energy and perished. Architect quickly cleaned up the love stained mess they left behind and actually got to work doing what we all been wanting his predecessors to start doing, digging.

By now you would think anything new would be a thrill to us, and when I say us I mean those who do not die from oversexing ourselves. The orgy group we ignore, Architect periodically cleans up the spawning chamber they, well spawn, in and two new personas have been born. One we call Boss, who directs the horny bastards around. Which with no tools, they are useless. The other is Status. She is basically the only one that read us our status. I call her ‘she’ because Menu is like me and can manipulate messages, but I have a deep male voice, she is softer and feminine in her tone. To be fair, I was renamed Log because of her name. Echo was stupid anyway. With those two we learned we make the entire ‘system’ that one was supposed to have. Vision was the eyes and ears, I was the memory, Chronos the awareness of time, Architect to interact with the world, Menu to know ourself and Boss to control the underlings. With our original core a soulless husk and the instincts unable to do anything but starve to death, we the system was all that was left of this failure of a dungeon.

As you can tell by the amount of time it took us to get this far, Architect is slow. We have nothing to base our knowledge or instincts on. Plus the respawning of the orgy group keeps slowing him down via draining energy and focus. Boss had tried to keep them from doing it, but the only alternative is to sit around and do nothing. That is not to say Architect have been doing nothing. His digging might be slow but we keep finding all kinds of things. Bones, metals, fossils, dirt, stone, oh our group favorite was this energy-filled thing. We ate that and the orgy lasted a long time.