You find yourself in an ethereal mindspace, confronted by two individuals. A human, and a dragonet who appears to be a mix of several tribes. The human, with an air of superiority, speaks first.
Cottonmouth: Welcome to our little mindspace. I am Cottonmouth. You may know me as the emperor of the world.
Lizard: Pfft, maybe you’re the emperor of a great big hole.
Cottonmouth: Quiet, Lizard. Our new guest is going to make an amazing new puppet for me. You’re going to be quite useful.
The dragon approaches you. She has a greedy look in her eye.
Lizard: He may want you to be his puppet, but all I want are your memories. Give them to me.
Cottonmouth: You can do that later. I need you to keep spreading the plant.
A disembodied voice echoes through the mindspace as well.
Breath of Evil: Hee hee hee. Please do. Grow wild spread far… Grow far spread wild…
Lizard: Whatever! It can wait. Just let me have your memories!
Cottonmouth closes his eyes to begin puppeteering your body. Your body is now just another one of Cottonmouth’s fingers. The three voices you hear, three minds, bound by eternity, are the othermind.