THE HORRORS OF OBLIVION | [@]MERIDIAN

[damnpire]

[D's communion into Meridian aligned minds is like a very polite knock at the door, except when the door is finally opened, a rush of icy wind blows in. No warmth or mirth can be found in the space of his mind, though it's a surprisingly gentle, dark void despite the chill. It's familiar for anyone who has had a communion with him, but probably kind of eerie for those who haven't.

It's also pretty quiet now actually.]

I made an attempt to Reincarnate the late Tribune. [He delivers this all very clinically, very factual.] It failed, but not because he hadn't been willing.

Something else had been inside him. [Can Nothing be something?] It had cleaned his soul out, if he had one at all, and left him as a husk. There was no soul to shift into another body.

It spoke through him. It said, "We never would have been able to Enter without the Choices that have been made."

[:wooper:]

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[sterngaze]

[D????? Have some regard for yourself! (Liem says, pelting him with rocks from the lawn of his glass house.)

He senses this will be a losing argument, though.]

Perhaps it will not be necessary. They indicated they would address themself to this problem free of charge if it was a threat to Kenos as a whole. I fear that may indeed be the case.

[damnpire]

[LIEM, YOUR GLASS HOUSE.]

We'll see what deals they attempt to make, or disregard then. If we can manage to contact them with a reply.