“Yes sir,” the reply sounded.
He was on the brink of achieving his goals. It would be a laughable tragedy, to get this close, only to have his power fail him, to accidentally choose the wrong reality, or to have his other self killed by accident or malicious intent, forcing him to live with the ramifications of these idle amusements.
I guess that answers the question of what happens if one Coil dies. The Coil that doesn’t die is forced to live the reality he’s in.
Or at least, that’s what Coil thinks would happen, if he hasn’t experienced it before.
For now, he wouldn’t touch his pet, nor any of his powered subordinates. Not when he was this close.
Fair enough.
A click of what appeared to be a part of his desktop wallpaper made his bottommost drawer pop open.
Sneaky!
Mr. Pitter entered the room. “Sir?”
One reality: “My pet needs her ‘candy’, a low dosage, please.”
The mundane reality…
The other: Another click of his computer mouse, remotely locking the doors. Mr. Pitter turned, alarmed, tested the door.
And the off-the-wall one.
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