Xi couldn't believe what he was hearing within his own head. The beast that lie before him entrapped within this beautiful mirror was his lesser more primal self standing along side his true self. The one he wished to be? Were these two possible roads he could follow? Or were these two separate beings? Or were they counterparts? What did this mean. Looking at the sheer vast scale of this mirror, his mind had a shocking revelation, showing each seven feet of glass within it held a different piece of him that he was missing. Right now he was running on two emotions and factors purely...Freedom and survival. Xi was freedom, the bestial creature, was survival. The creature was human yet somewhat feral. More beast than man in appearance but still it held itself like a human. Stark naked with no attempt to hide himself, no morals, no cares. It's hands were akin to a wolf or a tiger, yet still human in shape but coated in fur with sharp claws instead of fingertips. It's legs looked human apart from the feet to the knee. They were almost as if they were plated with scales, like armour. From it's waist hung no fur but instead a long tail akin to a lions yet some what thicker. His chest was more like a beast than anything else, it looked like a gorilla's chest bold and brazen with a framing of fur. But his face was more human than anything else, it was Xi's face but his mouth had long fangs going down to half way down his chin and his eyes were not the deep black blue, they were a burning and intense molten gold yellow. Whilst Xi's eyes were serene, his were full of raw emotion. Hatred, lust, passion, jealousy, and above all. Want. Want in a scale xi had never seen in anyone nor seen ever, but it was clear of the overall encompassing power that flowed and emanated pure from that section of the mirror. Madness. Sheer unbridled, uncorked, unleashed, in-containable, incontestable madness. It then became clear that the only two pieces of him that remained were basic things. Peace...And madness. The peace was free, but every time xi lost a grip on what he was supposed to do...The lock on the madness loosened and it flew out. Driving his powers to the surface. Then the demonic demented beast spoke.
Well Xi it seems that you've been relying on your power. Or rather our power. The power that resides within you. I want you to channel it, focus it. Harness it. The power within you allows you to briefly surpass the limitations of normal people. Use this power. Be more than a normal man. To use this power, act like you have. But cut the emotion from your actions. Focus upon where you wish the power to go. Focus it, harness it. Though there is an expense. The normal human body, it is not designed to undertake this kind of strain. So train yourself, hard. I may want to take over. But i will not have you, the conduit for my ascension, use a body too weak to even defend itself. Make this body able to with stand this power. Make it able to use this power, without cracking apart like a normal worthless person. We are not normal. Use it, every time you do. Your mastery over it grows. Why would you of all things be helping me? After all your in this for your own gain are you not? You idiot. I cannot believe were parts of the same person. I am survival, i want to survive and the best if failing the fastest way is to tell you how to harness your own damned powers. I want this body yes but what point is there to taking it if it dose not have the power to defend itself? You...You have a point...How do i focus my power? Calm your mind, keep it blanketed and quiet. Keep your mind upon what you want to focus your power on. If you cannot do this. Then there is no point letting this power flow through you... Could this monstrosity be telling the truth? Was Xi above normal humans? He could not ascertain what the bestial figure before him meant. Was harnessing his power as simple as focusing on it? But then again Xi had only ever used it when in an emotional state...What if he removed emotion from the equation. Would his power be stronger? Harder? Faster? Would he be able to use it without the consequences that plagued him every time he used it? Or would he have to focus on retraining and tempering himself? Would he have to both steel and loosen his body at the same time? Great power was a great responsibility. And from what he'd done thus far...He'd squandered it...Use it for his own gain and purpose....Would his actions be to the benefit of many or the salvation of few? Xi found himself wondering if madness was the key to peace or if peace lead to madness....?