"Who the fuck are you supposed to be now?" I asked, completely lost at this point.

The being scoffed, glaring at me like I had personally ruined his entire decade. "I'm the one who is gonna shove something up you very creatively."

…What the fuck?

Whatever this thing was, it looked like me, talked like me and even insulted just like me.

Am I hallucinating?

"Stop overworking your stupid-ass brain," it snapped. "I'm a fragment of your soul, idiot. Assigned as the spirit of this domain."

It pointed a thumb toward itself.

"You saw my book form before, remember?"

Wait, hold on.

That book… Was this thing?

"How?" I blurted out, genuinely curious.

I mean, it's not every day you see a miniature version of yourself pop up just to talk shit to you.

"Tsk. How stupid do you have to be to not understand anything in one go? Do I have to keep explaining everything again and again?" it snapped.

Okay, now this is getting out of hand. I mean whether it was part of me or not, it was getting too annoying now.

I reached out, grabbed the little bastard with both hands and held him in my palms.

"Listen here, you little shit. I am a benevolent guy… but if you keep running your mouth, I swear I will flush you down my toilet."

The little me frowned, its tiny red eyes narrowing.

"Why do you even need a toilet when you don't even have your lower half? Pffft."

With those words, it burst out laughing pointing at my lower body which was still regenerating as if he had made some huge joke.

Damn, so this is what it feels like to argue with myself.

In any case, after thinking for a bit more I gave up. There was no winning a battle of words against… me.

If I kept going, it would never end.

So I decided to be mature, to rise above and forgive this little shit. Because right now, I needed information more than I needed to win an insult match.

"Alright," I sighed and spoke. "I think we started on the wrong foot. Let's try this again, shall we?"

The little bastard actually calmed down, his laughter dying off as stared at me seriously now.

Looking at him, I also put him back down.

"Yes, yes… you are right," it said thoughtfully and then its lips twitched. "We did start on the wrong foot, mainly because you don't have any feet right now. Pffft"

A vein popped on my forehead.

Oh, so this little shit wanted to make it personal now?

Fine. If it wanted a battle… I would give it a war.

And that was how the Great Rael War began, a clash of insults, mockery and sheer pettiness that raged on for who knows how long.

Long enough for nearly my entire soul-body to finish regenerating, at least.

We hurled every variation of "you're an idiot" known to existence at each other until we both finally collapsed in mutual exhaustion.

Somehow… that truce made him a bit more polite and friendlier.

Maybe war really does make allies.

So, I decided to give the little menace a name.

Ra.

I managed to figure out quite a bit about him, at least from what he bothered to explain.

According to him, the domain had taken a tiny, almost negligible fragment of my soul and merged it with the space itself.

That's how he was created and he could only exist as long as I did.

It was fascinating… and honestly, kind of creepy.

I mean, I didn't even feel it when this domain sliced off a piece of my soul.

The world was really starting to feel scary.

As for the knowledge Ra had about stuff even I didn't know, like how to enter or exit the domain, that came from the domain itself.

It had shown me pieces of it earlier through that book form and apparently Ra just… inherited all of that.

A walking, talking manual of this place made from my soul.

Yeah. Creepy, but useful.

Back then, it had only existed in that book form because it wasn't fully formed yet. It was still learning, absorbing information and that's why it kept stalking me and writing down every little thing I did.

It wasn't being dramatic. It was literally studying me so it could finish becoming… Well, him.

Even now he should have been in his book form.

First, I fled into the domain after getting chased by a Greater God, which already put the whole realm under insane stress.

Then, because I am a certified genius, I tried summoning Bearlo into this half-broken space right after.

So yeah… the domain couldn't take it anymore.

For that reason, this bastard came out prematurely and that, according to him, was the reason for his tiny height.

It was also why he was so damn angry with me.

He straight-up blamed me for him being short, which, by the way, was absolute bullshit.

Aren't domain spirits supposed to be small and cute?

Talk about being delusional, right?

Still, maybe that explained his petty personality.

Because I sure as hell wasn't that immature.

After our little argument finally burned itself out, he gave me his first real piece of advice:

Never face a Greater God head-on.

Or at the very least, enter the domain before they show up and not mid-swing like an idiot.

The domain could hide me from them under normal circumstances but not when I was standing right in front of one, radiating "please stab me" energy.

At my current strength, that was basically suicide.

"By the way, when can I summon other humans into the domain?" I asked, genuinely curious. From what I had seen, it was definitely possible… I just needed to know when.

"The domain is incomplete and damaged thanks to your last idiotic stunt," Ra snapped. "So you can't summon anyone but yourself until it heals."

"So how do I heal it?"

He gave me the flattest look imaginable.

"Well, duh. Get stronger. What else?"

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