The Path Through Mist and Mind

Chapter 59: The Path Through Mist and Mind

The darkness of Bayo's mindscape stretched endlessly, a vast ocean occasionally rippled by fleeting sparks of light. From the inky depths, a familiar replica of Bayo emerged, its edges blurred and shifting. The replica's movements were languid, as if weighed down by countless years.

"Mo ní láti lo gbogbo agbára ọpọlọ mi," Bayo muttered to himself, translating the replica's silent urging. "I need to use all my mind's strength."

The replica's eyes, mirrors of Bayo's own, held a weariness that resonated deep within him. As it began to dissolve back into the void, Bayo's curiosity burned. Who was this entity that seemed to know him so intimately? The question hung unasked in the stillness of his mind. The replica had once come out and helped him with wisdom; now that he faced another setback, it returned. Was this doppelganger always inside of him?