[Anonymous]

[tigerpoet]

I need something to occupy me that doesn't require me having control of my body.

Split personality. There's less we have to fight here, so I take control less than I used to, and I'm bored.

I'd take offers to spar but you'd have to run it by the other half first.

Comments

[tigerpoet]

Anything past when we died is modern. That's how that works.

[Atsushi is not exactly the most reasonable person.]

[peerlesscucumber]

Logically meaning anything that was from before your death is historically accurate?

... How long were you dead before you showed up here?

When did you die!

What world are you from?!

[tigerpoet]

Seventy years. 1942. Earth.

[Even as clipped as these answers are, they might help narrow down his identity... if you already knew him and that he was a dead famous author of that era.]

[peerlesscucumber]

[ Given what Nakajima Atsushi wrote... it's not impossible. But all that knowledge is six years and a lifetime old, and doesn't precisely connect--this dead man talking was last dead-alive in 2012, based on his math, where-as Shen Yuan died in 2014.

But Earth, yes. ]

Brother and Sister come long before 1942.

[ Considering it's a Chinese way of addressing people of a shared generation, one might start suspecting what is really being referenced here. ]

How were you dead-alive seventy years later?

[tigerpoet]

[It's actually 2019, but Atsushi didn't feel like giving exact numbers.]

Maybe where you're from. Where I'm from it wasn't common, at least not for adults.

Alchemy.

[peerlesscucumber]

[ He'd be from future Earth... SQQ would only wonder what such a place was like, for all it's only five years later. Almost a perfect parallel in time for his second life. ]

Where were you from? Which country?

... Huh. For what purpose? Anything to do with that fighting you talked about before?

[ Okay now he's just fascinated, Anon Bro-Man, what in the world... ]

[tigerpoet]

Japan.

There were enemies that normal humans could not dispatch, and we were summoned to take care of it.

[peerlesscucumber]

Oh. Japan.

[ what is with Japan really? ]

Summoned as in... you both are a summoning? Does that make you bound to the original summoner? If you had no summoner, would you not exist?

[ he's! stupidly! curious! and has no idea who he's talking to, because anonymous, but still! ]

[tigerpoet]

[Japan sure has a lot of weird and anime things going on.]

It's technically a transmigration and not a summoning, but the full explanation is stupid so I didn't listen.

[peerlesscucumber]

[ ..................... IT WAS A TRANSMIGRATION?! ]

You were transmigrated after dying? In 1942?

[ IS HE NOT THE ONLY TRANSMIGRATOR FROM BEFORE THIS PLACE?!? ]

[tigerpoet]

That's what I just said. Don't make me repeat myself.

[why is this guy(?) hung up over unimportant things like how he came back to life!!]

[peerlesscucumber]

[ Because it's how he came back to life too, okay! Okay! The only other person he knows who had this happen isn't here! Though he was, amusingly enough, an internet famous author. ]

Did you get to keep your original body???

[tigerpoet]

No. It's been eaten by maggots by now.

[peerlesscucumber]

[ STOP SAYING DEPRESSING THINGS also why no cremation tho ]

Then whose body are you in?

[tigerpoet]

[because I don't feel like looking up japanese funeral practices from the 1940s let me live]

Ours. It's a new one.

[peerlesscucumber]

[ LMAO no no it's all good SQQ just gets to angst about thinking about worms eating his original body now and that's horrifying so thanks

also this is WILDLY FUCKING UNFAIR he tried making a body like his original one and THAT FAILED (but not as much as he thinks right now) ]

... How the hell did you know it was new?! Instead of healed or something?

[ aka something he had happen in this MOST RECENT TRANSMIGRATION i'm so sorry atsushi ]

[tigerpoet]

[you're welcome!!]

The old one was human. This one isn't. Hard to mistake them.

[peerlesscucumber]

Ah, well. Okay. That makes sense. What... is your body now?

[ there's no not awkward way to ask about someone else's body is there ]

[tigerpoet]

Tsukumogami, or something close to it. Again: the explanation was long and useless.

[peerlesscucumber]

[ this reply takes longer because that meant nothing to him, so he went searching online and found... very little to help. He has, however, concluded it's something from the islands of Japan. ]

Not a term I know, but if I'm trusting what the internet says (I'm not sure I do) it seems like you'd need to be a spirit of a tool? Given physical form, which is... your original form.

[ Too weird! He doesn't get it! (Go meet the swords, Shen Qingqiu, you'll at least understand it a bit better.) ]

[tigerpoet]

Yes, exactly.

[The swords would at least be more helpful than Atsushi.]

[peerlesscucumber]

What tool were you... from?

[ The swords are also cool but he will wonder why they're all... Japanese... he wants to know why he's meeting so many people from Japan in Neon Space City and there will never be an answer ]

[tigerpoet]

A book we wrote. Nothing else would be appropriate.

[peerlesscucumber]

[ Airplane Bro, looks like you're not the only author dealing with transmigrating related to your written work... ]

More convenient than transmigrating into the novel, transmigrating from the novel.

What was it about, out of curiosity?

[tigerpoet]

No. I have to at least try to keep my anonymity.

[Yes, this is where he draws the line: not the parts about being a dead author who died in that specific year and was brought back with alchemy, but the part where someone might have read his book.

To be fair, it is required reading in some schools.]