Prelude [1]

'They're so friendly with each other.'

Not just the mist and the owl, but Existence and Nonexistence. As the two stayed in his body together, they got along quite well. The Void didn't even have to show its presence to quell them.

It was likely because Damien raised them in tandem. Existence helped with his comprehension of Nonexistence and vice versa. They were not strangers, but allies who had been side by side for some time.

They were friendly. They were so friendly.

'But why won't the two of you just merge?'

Damien sighed to himself. He had really only been trying for three days or so, but he had used every single second of every single hour trying to bring them together. If he saw any progress at all, then three days would be too short of a time period for him to be complaining. 

However, there was nothing.