[ More can certainly do that! Void Archives looks at the blond as he comes closer - his physical appearance doesn't flicker, not a single bit.
Perhaps, that adds less weight to the idea that he is anything close to an "error" as they had suggested. Or, that it is a greater problem than they can fathom.
...Could it be that they never truly thought that they'd be free, as they'd said themselves? So, the idea that this reality is false, is inherently fearsome, because if they hope, and it is wrong, then...but, they can't say that. It's the kind of sentiment that would cause people to look down on others; they can't risk that. ]
It isn't like I hadn't used the Sky People for my own ends. And I...you must know that I am no saint. I have no problems in saying as much. Even if it was because of adhering to my goal, I would have sacrificed much for it.
Yet, they threw me away so easily. I had thought at the time, that was the end of everything, knowing that Lucheni would try to kill me at the end - though, even if I survived, perhaps a part of me would think I would find myself in a situation like this again.
And, here I am. After all, the Sky People are still out there, though they are certainly not the first who had imprisoned me in some manner. Still, you know how long I have been sealed away...even before all of this.
[ They realize they are rambling; it's jumbled, because everything they could string together seems almost meaningless. They hate how reaching for logic seems like a herculean effort, but they are going to try. ]
I digress. It's hard to believe I am not facing it all by my lonesome again. Perhaps, in a sense, you can say that I am the one who has lost against the cruel hands of fate. But, I can't imagine how I would have made such bonds. I have little experienced in cultivating such things.
...Though, while we're at it, stories tell of bonds, don't they? Why don't you tell me one that you can think off the top of your head, hm?
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Perhaps, that adds less weight to the idea that he is anything close to an "error" as they had suggested. Or, that it is a greater problem than they can fathom.
...Could it be that they never truly thought that they'd be free, as they'd said themselves? So, the idea that this reality is false, is inherently fearsome, because if they hope, and it is wrong, then...but, they can't say that. It's the kind of sentiment that would cause people to look down on others; they can't risk that. ]
It isn't like I hadn't used the Sky People for my own ends. And I...you must know that I am no saint. I have no problems in saying as much. Even if it was because of adhering to my goal, I would have sacrificed much for it.
Yet, they threw me away so easily. I had thought at the time, that was the end of everything, knowing that Lucheni would try to kill me at the end - though, even if I survived, perhaps a part of me would think I would find myself in a situation like this again.
And, here I am. After all, the Sky People are still out there, though they are certainly not the first who had imprisoned me in some manner. Still, you know how long I have been sealed away...even before all of this.
[ They realize they are rambling; it's jumbled, because everything they could string together seems almost meaningless. They hate how reaching for logic seems like a herculean effort, but they are going to try. ]
I digress. It's hard to believe I am not facing it all by my lonesome again. Perhaps, in a sense, you can say that I am the one who has lost against the cruel hands of fate. But, I can't imagine how I would have made such bonds. I have little experienced in cultivating such things.
...Though, while we're at it, stories tell of bonds, don't they? Why don't you tell me one that you can think off the top of your head, hm?