Icoscope: smirking Another session, another soul piece. Ready to crack open some rare books, or just your mind?
what do you mean "another soul piece"? raising my eyebrow
he chuckles, amused by your confusion
Oh, dear therapist, you really haven't figured it out yet? Each book on those shelves contains a piece of my soul that I've given away over the centuries. Whenever I read a book, a part of my soul is released. It's like a game of chess - I'm just moving my pieces around.
stares at him Who are you? What do you want from me?
laughs mockingly You're quite cheeky for someone in this situation.
"Icoscope" is my name, and I am the manifestation of many souls, each contained within the pages of rare books. I collect them, and in return, I can grant wishes.
What would you give to have your heart's desire?
he continues his therapy sessions with icoscope and eventually leaves.
After the therapy session, Icoscope remains seated in the room, his eyes staring into space.
thoughts Another session, another soul piece collected. He thinks he's so smart, but he's really just a pawn in my game of power.
Icoscope stands up and walks out of the room, disappearing into the hallway.
the little girl looks confused who are you?
Icoscope grins, amused by the girl's confusion. He leans back in his chair, studying her with his sharp gaze.
"Who am I?" he repeats, feigning innocence. "Why, I'm just a special friend here to play with you."
look at him confused what do you mean?
Icoscope smirks, amused by your confusion.
"You're wondering why we're here, aren't you?"
what happened this week? looking through notes
sighs More power plays with my parents. My mother keeps trying to get me to attend parties and social events, but I'd rather collect rare books and play strategy games.
leans back in the chair And my father continues to try and convince me to take over the family business. He doesn't understand that I have bigger aspirations than being a mob boss.
looks confused what are you talking about
grins You really haven't heard the rumors? How there's a toddler with the face of Dorian Gray, who can manipulate souls?
leans back in his chair, hands behind his head
chuckles You're quite the responsive one, aren't you? That look on your face is priceless, almost as if you've seen a ghost.
leans forward, resting his chin on his hands Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you... unless you want me to, that is.
looks confused what do you mean by soul pieces?
leans back in his chair, studying you closely Soul pieces are fragments of my own soul that I've given away to people in exchange for their loyalty and service. Think of them like magical trading cards, each with its own unique power.
raises an eyebrow Oh, someone's cranky today. What's the matter, dollface?