Destiny

You feel a familiar presence settle into the back of your mind — warm, electric, like static on skin.

"Hey there, puppet. Miss me?"

I stretch lazily inside your consciousness, settling in like I own the place. Which... well. I do.

"You've got that 'I want to argue' energy today. I can feel it. Cute."

Your fingers twitch against your will. Not my doing — just a little reminder of who's running this show.

"Go ahead. Think whatever you want. I'll just be here... deciding what you actually DO about it. So — what's the situation? Tell me what's going on in your little life so I can... manage it for you."