Since it was really me all the time they wouldn’t be able to know based on differences in knowledge or speech. I worked extra at Jarod’s Burgers, and luckily everyone there were racist enough to not see the difference between me and Malik. We made an arrangement that I would take his body on his rest days so he could do workout with my body. Malik was a bit of a jock, though never really good at sports, always wanted to run or lift weights or whatever. Over the following months we got to know each other’s bodies well, sometimes spending several days in each other’s bodies.
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Your consciousness on the other hand wouldn’t, so suddenly your body is across the room while you are still standing in the same place, but in Malik’s body. If you were standing in one end of the room and he in the other, once he finished the spell your bodies would have swapped places with each other. It works completely differently than any way I would have imagined, but also in the most literal sense of the description. There was one thing he was good at, although he had few opportunities to use it. He hadn’t been properly taught, since he was only two when they fled, but to someone who had never before seen real magic or even considered it possible every little was impressive. It was on the 58th day living together, and yes I have a diary, that he revealed he could do magic.
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It was nice to have something in common, though our backgrounds were vastly different. Weird how the two immigrant boys “randomly” end up sharing a room. I’ve known Malik since we shared dorm in high school. Similar stories and bonus material on my Patreon.