At first—
Stefan tried to stay calm.
But it didn't last.
The memories didn't slow down.
They didn't stop.
They grew.
More.
Faster.
Deeper.
Everything at once.
His childhood.
Every mistake.
Every regret.
Every moment he wanted to forget.
All of it—
At the same time.
He couldn't separate them.
He couldn't escape them.
He couldn't even think properly.
Then—
He broke.
Stefan: "STOP!"
His voice echoed into nothing.
Loud.
Desperate.
But nothing changed.
The memories continued.
Louder than his own voice.
Stronger than his will.
He screamed again.
Stefan: "STOP IT!"
But there was no response.
No silence.
No end.
He saw everything.
Every mistake he made.
Every wrong choice.
Every time he failed.
Every time he hurt someone.
Every time he was weak.
All at once.
Not one after another—
All together.
Crushing him.
Then came the pain.
Not physical.
Something worse.
He felt every trauma.
Every fear.
Every moment of loss.
All at once.
Endless.
Overlapping.
He couldn't breathe.
He couldn't think.
He couldn't escape.
Then—
Something else appeared.
Warmth.
Nami.
Her voice.
Her presence.
Her trust.
He felt it.
At the same time as everything else.
Pain and warmth.
Fear and comfort.
Hope and regret.
All together.
It didn't cancel anything.
It all existed at once.
That made it worse.
Stefan's mind started breaking.
He couldn't tell what was real anymore.
He couldn't tell who he was.
He felt like he was everywhere.
Every memory.
Every moment.
Every feeling.
All at once.
But at the same time—
He felt like nothing.
Empty.
Lost.
Like he didn't exist at all.
His voice became weaker.
Shaking.
Stefan: "…What… am I…"
No answer came.
Only more memories.
More emotions.
More chaos.
It felt infinite.
Like he had been there forever.
Like there was no beginning.
No end.
Just everything.
At once.
Stefan fell to his knees.
Or at least—
He felt like he did.
Because even that wasn't certain.
He wasn't sure if he had a body anymore.
He wasn't sure if he was even alive.
All he knew was—
He was trapped.
Inside everything.
And nothing.
At the same time.