The Conflict In Identities

The question of who and where.

Stylla's words brought to light some of Skullius' concerns. Perhaps because everything in his life happened so fast, he had failed to fully digest it all or find time to properly find the answers to these questions.

But in the end, Skullius' mind had found itself... doubting.

After all was said and done, the person who truly understood how much he had changed was Skullius himself.

He was no longer the little fragile skeleton that landed within the Tremur, got beaten, forced to scurry away and scrounge for power in some and unfortunate conflicts. His mind, body and soul from back then were vastly different from what they were now.

Fragments of him had started getting chipped away before he knew it.

Wait.

Where they even fragments of him or something else entirely?