Identity Crisis

Atenzi staggered back, overwhelmed by the weight of this revelation.

He sank to his knees, his mind a tumult of conflicting emotions.

The garden around him seemed to fade, reality itself blurring as he grappled with the implications of Whisper's words.

On the other hand, Oni no Atenzi, The Demon, was giggling and having the best moment of his life.

He wanted power, and he wanted blood.

The Phantom did agree with Oni but was more calculated and less primal than The Demon.

*This is a good thing Atenzi, If we calculate every possibility, and win this tournament.

We might become the strongest entity in Naaim.* said Phantom.

Then Oni no Atenzi replied. *To hell with this, we will destroy them, annihilate them through sheer raw power and deviousness.

We are battle geniuses, we are prodigies of Naaim.*

In this moment of vulnerability, Whisper knelt beside him, its presence both comforting and unsettling.