[ He motions towards his chest. There are still moments as he moves throughout his day where he swears he can feel a void in his chest, an absence of something, not unlike when he had been a god and had hungered for things to fill him. It's a sensation that fills him with both content and discomfort. ]
As if there's a power that reaching through me.
[ There's a brief attempt to draw the darkness from his fingertips, to cast the wall in the same way Wilhelm had. But nothing comes. ]
I don't think I can cast it. It's like I can only take. [ There's a pause, a hesitation. ] It feels a lot like how I felt as a god.
[ And from his tone, he doesn't sound very pleased about that. ]
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[ He motions towards his chest. There are still moments as he moves throughout his day where he swears he can feel a void in his chest, an absence of something, not unlike when he had been a god and had hungered for things to fill him. It's a sensation that fills him with both content and discomfort. ]
As if there's a power that reaching through me.
[ There's a brief attempt to draw the darkness from his fingertips, to cast the wall in the same way Wilhelm had. But nothing comes. ]
I don't think I can cast it. It's like I can only take. [ There's a pause, a hesitation. ] It feels a lot like how I felt as a god.
[ And from his tone, he doesn't sound very pleased about that. ]