So you're Harry too… that's soo... cool. I always wanted to talk to my other self.
I didn't expect I'd be able to do it after reincarnating, Baby Harry thought.
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Hearing the thought of baby harry who was speaking like a child, Voice felt somewhat embarrassed
"But it's true. That's exactly what I wanted too." Voice thought thinking of his hidden desire
Still… something feels off.
"Wait—why am I just assuming the one I'm talking to is really me?"
What if it's some old man who lived 100 or 1000 of year and now he is trying to take over my mind by reading my thoughts?
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Right on, Cue Baby Harry thought the same as well
…Huh? Baby Harry's thoughts shifted.
Why am I assuming he's really me?
What if he's just pretending?
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They spoke at the same time.
"How do I know what you're saying is true?"
"No, you say first."
"Don't repeat what I'm saying."
"Ah—don't read my thoughts!"
…
Silence.
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This isn't going anywhere, Baby Harry thought.
"Sorry… for distrusting you, brother," he thought, feeling a little embarrassed."I'm sure now. We're the same person."
"…Sorry to you as well, brother," the voice replied, equally embarrassed.
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"But aren't you curious about our current situation?" Baby Harry continued, changing the tone.
"I've read a lot of novels," he said.
"In some of them, the main character has multiple counterparts across different worlds—and they can share abilities."
"Shouldn't we try something like that?"
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"I've read those too," Voice Harry replied.
"I think the main character usually shouts something like—'Synchronise'—and their abilities merge."
No response came.
…?
The moment the word Synchronise was spoken, Baby Harry's mind was flooded with memories.
They memorie's were identical to his—right up until death.
However, beyond that point, the paths were different.
Instead of being reborn as a baby, Voice Harry was reborn as a dense mass of smoke
and instead of a place like a forest, where baby Harry was, Voice Harry found himself in complete darkness.
The air was foul, carrying the stench of sewage.
His body no longer existed.
He was now a dense mass of smoke, floating in the darkness