[Staring up at the sky, there is an emotional freefall brewing in their chest. The reality of the situation hits them, the challenge is bested, and now they're free.
Free?
They're free? Just like that? Free from the confines of their limited world, free from the trappings of their own cosmic purpose? What kind of sick joke is that.
They hold a knife in their hands - it looks like it was once used for gardening, but now it radiates a dull red colour, power comes off of it. They have their powers back. They can return. Wait for another eternity that won't arrive. Or it will arrive, and they'll be stuck again.
They feel sick.
Their voice wavers.]
What was any of it even for, then? To be solved in such a... such a trivial manner? [They stare down the knife like they're only just now realizing how meaningless this all is.
* Have you ever thought about a world where everything is exactly the same...
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Free?
They're free? Just like that? Free from the confines of their limited world, free from the trappings of their own cosmic purpose? What kind of sick joke is that.
They hold a knife in their hands - it looks like it was once used for gardening, but now it radiates a dull red colour, power comes off of it. They have their powers back. They can return. Wait for another eternity that won't arrive. Or it will arrive, and they'll be stuck again.
They feel sick.
Their voice wavers.]
What was any of it even for, then? To be solved in such a... such a trivial manner? [They stare down the knife like they're only just now realizing how meaningless this all is.
* Have you ever thought about a world where everything is exactly the same...
* Except you don't exist?
* Everything functions perfectly without you...
* Ha, ha. The thought terrifies me.]