🎵: where am I?

Milo says looking around.

Then he feels a tap on his shoulder.

🎵: ah!-.

Woa calm down

🎵: who are you?.

I'm you I created you.

🎵: what?.

Yeah you're just a peace of my mind, a peace of me, Milo Decoda.

🎵: is this a dream?. He says looking around, it's dark empty.

Yes something like that.

🎵: so I'm you and your me?.

Yeah in a way.

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🎵: what now?.

I'm sorry.

🎵: sorry, sorry for what?.

I'm Sorry for not being able to protect you from the world.

🎵: it's ok maybe that's how it was meant to be.

I lean in and hug him tight.

We stay like that for a bit a tear occasionally running down our faces.

I love you, and I hope you know that I'm here for you I will always be when your sad or happy, or whenever you escape to our little world.

🎵: am I going to wake up?.

Yes you will but things will change or be different but you will be ok.

🎵: will I be loved?

I don't know.

Oh and one more thing before I go.

🎵: wait no don't go don't leave me-.
He says slightly panicking.

🎵: I don't want to be alone again I want friends and someone to love and-!.

Milo Decoda you need to let go of the past.

Don't let your own mind kill you.

I know you can do it, it will take you time but you'll make it.

Wake up.

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