Some people have the ability to fantasize.
Their capacity for fantasy far surpasses anything you could imagine.
They can turn illusions into reality, manipulate them, and even give them abilities and souls.
But people like that are all lonely.
Their souls are split in two, housed in separate bodies, keeping themselves company.
Just as he asked, "Are you there?"
He answered.
It's all the same. This is simply a need for survival.
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