That was a lot of information to take in. Squall listened carefully and tried to piece together the whole story. This was a whole other jumble of a mess that Squall realized sounded even worse than the stories he heard from Bartz and Yuna about the variation of him that they knew.

It was all very irritating for Squall. Could people stop telling him about other hims? That would be great.

He crossed his arms in defiance. “Either way… I don’t remember any of that and I wasn’t involved no matter what you remember. So you can forget about any of that ever happening.”

Blizzara patted him on the cheek, as if consoling him. He swatted at her to stop.

“I’m here, and now. From our home and this is the first time I’ve been in Crystallis. Is that clear? I’m not dead or a reincarnation that doesn’t remember anything.”