Hey! I’ll take it!

Controlling a hive mind wasn’t exactly the power I expected to have, but it sure as hell was useful. You see, legally, anyone under your control technically counts as a part of you, and therefor can act as you for things like driving tests, jury duty, all that boring crap no one wants to do. At first, I just had a few people join me. Usually people who were suicidal. They could ‘die’ in a way, but without making a mess for their friends and families. I felt bad about it at first, feeling like I had stolen people’s families away from them. But that feeling faded with time.

Having other selves to take care of things for me gave me all the free time in the world! I could do basically whatever I wanted! I started working out, and eating better, it was easier when you could work eight jobs at once. I finally got back into writing and art, things I had stopped doing due to lack of time and motivation. I started dating this lovely girl, she had powers too, and understood mine and how useful they could be. I cleared my backlog of games, travelled the world…anything and everything that I wanted to do, I could. I was free.

Or, I was for the most part. Life finds a way of keeping you busy, even when you’re living dozens of lives at once. Whenever I felt stifled by life’s challenges, I simply realized I needed more people. Just a few more here and there, 5 at a time at most, I thought.

That was a few years ago now. Now? Now my hive mind is considered a global threat. They locked me up and restrained me like I was Hannibal Lector…but my other selves are still free. They can lock me up. But they can never take away my freedom.