Chapter 21: Knowledge Unknown

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I left Kenchikka's dorm and decided to see what Theo was up to. I still had no idea what his Ultimate talent was, and I wondered if he found anything out here. I messaged him in Private Chat, and discovered he was in his dorm room, reading a book from the Library. He invited me over, and I accepted.

Once inside, I looked around Theo's dorm, which aside from a British flag, was surprisingly void of decorations. I did notice what appeared to be a British birth certificate, with a shield-like emblem at the top and another, round one at the bottom right. However, it was completely blank.

"That empty certificate was awaiting me upon my arrival," Theo said, somewhat disappointed. "I fear it has not made things any easier on me."

Curious, I asked, "Have you been able to discover anything about your Ultimate talent?"

Theo shook his head. "Unfortunately, no. I know nothing more than I did before, I'm afraid. Worse still, I find myself in a bit of a pickle with the others."

"Hmm? What do you mean, Theo?" I asked.

"Well, dear Bera," Theo responded, "I must make a confession to you. You see, Theo... is not my true name. In fact, I do not know what my true name is. I have become so many people throughout my life, that I forget which one is really me, or if any of them are."

Huh? What? How did Theo not know who he was? Even I knew who I was, and I completely flipped genders during my lifetime! I didn't understand this.

"Do you mean you have amnesia or something? I don't understand," I comment.

Theo shook his head. "No, though I wish that was all it was. You see, I even lack fingerprints, so I cannot use those to determine my identity, either. It is as if my entire past is a fog, as if none of my past events were truly my own."

I looked at Theo, confused. "You really don't remember much about your past?"

Theo shrugged. "My friend, it is not that I don't remember much of my past. It is, indeed, that I remember too many pasts. Too many different lives I have led, trying to make a name of myself. Always, I would resort to using someone else's name, someone else's life instead."

Shrugging back, I offer up, "Maybe you're, like, the Ultimate Imposter or something?"

Theo chuckled. "What kind of talent would that be, though? Yet, it seems fitting. Perhaps you are right, Bera. I suppose time will tell, after all."

Changing the subject, Theo turned to me. "How are you holding up? That was a rather nasty trick Monorakun pulled upon you and poor Chihiro."

I nodded, shuddering a little as I recalled the events of that party-turned-panic episode. "I'm doing ok. I came to terms with it years ago, I just don't like... thinking about... being her."

After closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I continued. "As for Chihiro, I'm actively helping him out. I just mended his clothes last night, in fact."

Theo's eyes lit up. "Really now? Do tell."

I told Theo about how I washed all of Chihiro's clothes, turning his skirts into shorts and removing the large white collar from his shirts before returning them to him.

Theo nodded approvingly. "Ah, very good, very good. It is good to see us working together, instead of trying to kill one another."

I started to respond, but my E-Handbook buzzed at me. It was a Private Message from Chiaki.

Chiaki Nanami: Would you like to join me in my dorm? I could use some company while I game, and the Electric Mage is not available.

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