I remember these creatures, they're so annoyingly pacifist, but thinking of the delightful cries I may be able to elicit out of them puts a smile on my face.
The demon's voice rang out again in her head just as Elyza turned another corner, jarring her thoughts away from what Otis was saying. The tunnel they were traversing seemed to have no end, and each crossroad they came across appeared to loop them back to where they just came from. The only relief her mind received that they were not travelling in circles, an ambush waiting around every turn, was that none of the pods held anyone she had seen before.
Does that man not look familiar, I think we've been here before.
The people trapped in the pods, and of course, the comments of the pale woman gave her peace of mind. Elyza had quickly learned that while she could communicate with the Empress, Elina was unable to perceive through her, and whatever she said could be safely ignored unless proven otherwise.
As Otis guided them towards where the control centre was, she looked besides her, towards her partner, who had remained unnervingly quiet ever since he had suggested walking as the eudaimorph explained what had led his tribe to such desperate measures. His eyes were unfocused, staring only at the rocks he was about to step on, his mouth seeming odd without a grin playing on his lips, his cheeks shifting on their own as he continued to be in deep, and silent thought.
It took her a while to ready herself when she realised her thoughts would be laid bare to him, and his to her, but it seemed to be all for naught. Because ever since that first slip up, his mind had been completely quiet, completely the opposite of the screaming vortex she had been in the middle of moments before.
Pay attention, Ears.
His voice broke into Elyza's mind, not knowing if the instruction was from the one walking next to her, or the tiny little version of him in the back of her mind.
"... and that's how we got access to these pods, courtesy of our new acquaintances." The slime's voice wormed into her mind, and her head jolted towards him.
She stared blankly at him, sighing before she admitted, "I apologise but would you repeat your explanation for me? I forgot to pay attention due to a flurry of questions currently trapped in my head."
"How disappointing, Ears," Her partner suddenly spoke up, a grin adorning what used to be his sullen face, as he cracked his neck, turning towards their guide as he asked, "Otis, may I?"
The slime formed a thumb and pointed it upwards, and Alex began his explanation, "A small group of Eudaimorphs separated from the main tribe that primarily reside in the continent to the west, where they originated from, for no other reason but to explore what the world had to offer, which I find respectable."
And yet you've never returned to your home.
Completely ignoring the pale woman's comments, he continued, "This happened sometime around two years or so ago, and they travelled this country, and those that flanked it, disguising themselves as a travelling circus. They brought joy wherever they went, recruiting people who wanted more time to entertain others to bring more along their pilgrimage, until one day one of them disappeared." he let the words hang in the air, waving his fingers to add as he let out an 'ooo' under his breath.
You are a child.
"It was not unheard of," he quickly added, "One may get tired of the life they joined, to try and forge their own path, or step away and enjoy the time they have left. That is what most of the tribe thought, before they found her core drained of her soul, a sign of starvation."
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NEMO: Into The Depths
Fantasy"After you achieved your revenge, after that brief moment of ecstasy at finally doing it, killing the person who caused you so much harm, you felt empty inside. It's as if all the actions you took, all the sacrifices you made, all the people you cut...
