His hand lifts and hovers above his breast. He has known from the beginning that his soul had turned that day they summoned Zodiark: his and all the other members of the Convocation save for the late Azem.
"I lost my physical body the day our world was sundered into fourteen parts," he replies quietly. "Though He is bound, Zodiark has been a constant presence. Guiding me, reminding me of my purpose, safeguarding me from His enemies' Light." He smiles tiredly up at his old friend. "Whenever I began to doubt our course, I would immerse myself in His darkness and recall what it was you and all the rest gave up your lives for."
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Date: 2021-10-05 03:16 pm (UTC)"I lost my physical body the day our world was sundered into fourteen parts," he replies quietly. "Though He is bound, Zodiark has been a constant presence. Guiding me, reminding me of my purpose, safeguarding me from His enemies' Light." He smiles tiredly up at his old friend. "Whenever I began to doubt our course, I would immerse myself in His darkness and recall what it was you and all the rest gave up your lives for."