β β He should be gentle, really; with himself and the deathblight festering under his skin. But alas, things that are desired are not always destined to be. Yet still, why does it hurt so?
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β β β₯ I may or may not have picked up ELDEN RING againβ¦ I need to check in here more. π
β β Fingernails dance across a nearby wall, and for a split second, he thinks it's safe before the wall caves under his meagre touch. The wall vanishes as if it were never there to begin with.
β β β Hmββ? β His eyes fall upon the new materialized cloth, like he's carefully pondering it's existence before he reaches out, curling his fingers within the fabric and taking it and throwing it over his shoulders to cover the deep scar. β Mmh. β He mumbles out an approving sound, following it β·
β β β It would be a rarity to find another to give thine's questions answers. β He responded delicately in an attempt to reassure that the name being unfamiliar would not be at his own fault ββ Most things nowadays were decaying inside in one way or another. They would be likely too engulfed in β·
...Hm. They plant their hand upon their chin, mentally cross-referencing this response with the maps in their head. They think themself a fount of knowledge, but even they have their limits. This landscape makes this painfully clear. Their mind shall not save them this time. β·
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β β β My memories fail me on that query, regrettably. β Miquella was right ββ He should be gone, his brain stuck back in it's waking sleep in it's continuous, agonizing coma where he could only πΈπ’π΅π€π©. And πΊπ¦π΅β¦ Here he was. He gave a shake of his head at the comment of unalloyed gold. β My β·
β β There's a lingering silence from Godwyn, his eyes focused and trying to make the judgement if this were truly his sibling. He was nothing, if not a man who held all his family dear ββ Even the ones labelled omens. β Indeed. β Came the reply with a strained voice. It's awkward having to explain β·
β β β₯ I believe that's everything for now. Apologies for the wait.
β β Perhaps his manner had eroded beneath Caelid's grasp; chipped away by those that would prefer to choose violence over something so trivial. β That it is. β He responds with a voice far too unused and strained for the gentle nature he held so dear. This person was so β·
They have spent the last few hours trudging through an increasingly desolate stretch of land. There is life here, and they follow its trail on instinct, but they are unable to tap the source. Every now and then, the mage glances underfoot expectantly. They grow increasingly dismayed when β·
β β Swiping a hand over a stone railing, he removes his hand suddenly, the stone beneath it crumbling. This place is certain πππ‘π‘.
β β The lands being torn asunder in the long, distant past give way to chaos accosting the lands. He can't say it's an unusual amount of chaos, but it's certainly noticeable. He can, at best, lay his best wishes upon the twins with the wish they may finally cease their torment on innocents.
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β β With a few generous blinks, his golden eyes adjusted once more to the land of the living. Brushing messy golden strands from his eyes. Perhaps, just perhaps, he'd dozed off once more; and much longer than he'd intended.
β β The question raised a golden brow, the Demigod even a little unsure at the definition himself; especially with his prior death. He paused to think of an explanation, especially to what amounted to a tourist. β The child of a God and a human. It is no more than a title. β It was all the β·
Demigodβ-that is a new one. Mere days ago, she'd have no idea what to do with that information. It would have been an utterly foreign concept to her. Still, even with some groundwork laid, with this she is wholly unfamiliar. "Part-god?" What does that entail? She'd been working with a concrete β·
β β The response that seemed almost hesitant to show him around was one that drew concern, yet before he could withdraw his request, he heard her voice once more. β Indeed. It has been long. β He nodded. Godwyn himself had no lingering alliances in this new, torn world that seemed like it had been β·
β β β₯ my apologies to those i've left without a reply... i'm currently not well, but i'll reply when i feel better! πββοΈ
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