Yamata No Orochi, a powerful eight-headed dragon/serpent of Japanese Mythology, a monstrous being that tormented even the Gods in such tales, its power was said to be able to destroy even the world if it was let free. However, it was slain by Susanoo, the younger brother of the Sun Goddess, Amaterasu.

And now I was becoming an Orochi myself, who would had known? Wasn't this a Norse Mythology inspired world? Wait, could have Yukihime's Unique Skills influenced this evolution to emerge based in such things as the Japanese folklore?

Huh…

Oh well, when I woke up, I had eight minds.

Each one thought by itself but was in the same body, sometimes I can do the same thing with clones, so it wasn't anything new.

Nonetheless, it still felt a bit weird but at the same time, quite cool.

"Finally awake.

"Indeed."

"This feels weird."

"Who's the real one?"

"I am the real one!"

"No, me!"

"Are we seriously going to do this?"

Of course, I was the real one, the others were my split minds, but they began to fight a little bit for who was the real one, a pointless dispute.

Nonetheless, by giving an order, all the heads quickly calmed themselves as their thoughts aligned with mine and they realized we were all one and the same, but thought differently, which would help us greatly in the future.

Ding!