His skin already had a pale complexion and a lot blood was already lost,his head was feeling dizzy,his head also hurt and his body felt weak.
So going insane and hearing voices in his head was totally normal.
Arthur:"Hah! I have finally gone insane huh?."
He couldn't help but weakly chuckle,yet what he heard next made him double down in his laughter,so much so that he thought he would die sooner because of it.
Yeah you did.
Arthur:"hahaha!..haaa.....Hahaha!—Ow..."
Stop laughing like an idiot,idiot.
His laughter slightly calmed down, though his laughs were brought by a miserable irony and the ridiculousness of the voices confirming his assumptions,they truly did made him somewhat cheery.
So with a slight smile he spoke out to his younger self.
Arthur:"Man....i forgot how much of an arrogent brat I was back then."
THE HELL DID YOU CALL ME!
I. Am. Not. A. Brat! Got that you little sh—
Arthur:"Hey,no swearing. You're still too young."
What!? Are you insane?
Arthur:"Aren't I?"
I-I mean yes! But weren't you miserable just before now?
Arthur:"Who said I'm not miserable now?"
I mean,i know you 'are' still miserable since I'm you and everything but I was too dumbfounded and had to ask.
Another chuckle came from Arthur as He spoke out to nothing.
In this cave,he was alone with only the sounds of his breathing and the calming ripples of his own blood as he trembled with slight movements,even through his vision none existed.
Arthur:"So.... What now?"
Arthur spoke with a tired voice,his conscious was fluctuating and so did his will.
*Sigh*
The voice of his younger self sighed to itself,seemingly gathering it's thoughts.
There was no need for each of them to truly converse what the other meant.
You need a reason.
His younger self finally spoke with finality.
Arthur:"Yeah,and I don't have one."
Although he didn't raise his voice,the sharpness in it was enough to convey his anger to anyone listening and being his subconscious,the voice could feel it innately.
I know, so find one.There is defin—
Arthur:"AND HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT!"
Arthur shouted through the pain and weakness,his voice raspy as he coughed blood.
Arthur:"And don't say saving my family because that thought I had for saving them was just my last ditch effort to find a reason,they're perfectly fine. "
He scoffed in anger before saying.
Arthur:"I'm the only one that's suffering here,they don't even know I exist."
The voice stayed silent for a few seconds before speaking.
First close your wound,anymore blood lost and you'll die.
Arthur sighed.
Arthur:"And why should I do that? I want to die after all."
First of all,no you don't,second of all, what's the point of finding a reason for you to exist if you are already dead?
The voice gave an half-second gap before continuing in a far lighter tone.
.....just....get up and close the wound,i...i swear we'll find a reason for you to live.
Arthur didn't know if he should laugh or cry knowing that the only one comforting him was himself.
But....despite so he couldn't help but feel warm for being spoke to in a caring manner,yet the knowledge that the warm words spoken are nothing but his own mad hallucinations was clawing at him making him feel disgusted and sorrowful.
It was a clash of opposing emotions and in his opinion,The negative feelings were far more truthful than the positive.
...but despite so.
Arthur:"...Fine."
He chose to be a child once more.
as the truth was more harmful than lies the parents willingly shelter their children with lies and so will he.
Except the child was himself as well.