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[center][b]Yume[/b][/center]

[b]"Ohh…?"[/b] Yume hummed as the woman answered her ‘suggestion’ with a gentle push-back, smile widening ever-so-slightly as she felt the lady resist. Her yellow eyes grew just a touch bright, like a predator having found, not prey, but an interesting toy to play with.

In the mess hall, the woman had selected a spot already well-surrounded, likely on purpose. Unfortunately for her, it wasn’t enough, as Yume simply snatched a chair and dragged it across the room with a painfully slow, loud [i]screeech,[/i] depositing it right behind her and the small mouse. She took her seat, reaching past them to snatch a bread roll and crossing her legs as she ate.

[b]"Aww, Alice, it’s not polite to avoid new friends~"[/b] she playfully chirped, mouth half full of bread.

Suddenly, Yume’s voice reverberated in Yumi’s brain ‎[Telepathy E], more forceful than before. Probing and invasive. [i][b]‘And friends ought to know each other, right? Open sesame~’[/b][/i] The probing grew even stronger to match her resistance [Telepathy D], Yume’s presence quickly escalating to the point of overwhelming Yumi’s own thoughts. [i][b]‘Don’t be so shy! I’ll give you one of mine~’[/b][/i]

Suddenly, Yumi’s mind filled with a foreign memory. A fanciful fae in a luxurious masquerade, filled with colorful beastkin and other northern folk, each wearing intricate masks. [i][b]‘Sugoi~! So resilient!’[/b][/i] The otherworldly word felt deliberate. Yume simply continued to sit, calmly eating her bread, while her eyes seemed to glow bright with magic. [i][b]‘So alike, you and I. A similar name, a similar home. Just a little nibble and your thoughts could be mine: two minds into one! I wonderful how you’d feel as a part of me? Exciting, ne~?’[/b][/i]

Yume finished off her roll, licking her fingers as if nothing strange was going on in the chair in front of her. [i][b]‘But lucky for you, I like two more than one. So instead, we’ll be the best of friends. I’ll even give you your name back. After all, friends share~’[/b][/i]

[quote]Self Insert | Grade B
Magic B, Telepathy B, Energized E, Psychic Affinity F, Range F, Targets F, Selective F, Duration F
4 post cooldown
[i]A spell which fabricates a false memory and forces it into the minds of others, lasting for the duration of the spell.[/i][/quote]

The golden tip of Yume’s staff lowered to point directly at Yumi from behind while she was distracted. The act was overt: an enchantress blatantly bewitching someone at the dinner table with a self-confident smirk that almost dared the others to try and stop her.

Suddenly, seamlessly, Yumi’s memories began to rewire. Yumi, Yuki, and… Hikari.

[quote]"Ne ne, Yumi-chan! If I were ever isekai’d for real, I’d become a psychic, and then you could talk to me anytime, just by thinking! Wouldn’t that be cool!?"[/quote]
The memories weren’t just random. They were [i]targeted[/i]. Yume was reading deep, personal desires to craft something that felt not like a forced phantom, but like a real forgotten memory that just [i]made sense.[/i]

[quote]"Yuki! No, she… she can’t be! H-How could you!? You monsters!"[/quote]
[b]"Do you remember me now, Aoi?"[/b] Yume asked with a sweetness that sounded disturbingly genuine despite the situation. [b]"It’s me, Hikari. I became a psychic… just like I promised, hehe~!"[/b] She raised her staff, having completed the spell. [b]"Though I guess I don’t even [i]need[/i] to be now that you have a voice. Do you think Yuki made it here too?"[/b] Yume looked more amused than happy to see her long-lost friend.