[A whole 50,000 some years... It does sound confusing, though - and then there's just the slightest itch in the back of his mind. The real Elysia. If that's the real Elysia, then who is this person with the same name, face, temperament, memories, feelings?
[Hm... A copy! A simulation. Well... It's a little closer to something else he's come to know of here, rather than Relivers, but it's still enough to make that itch a little worse for now.]
[ she is reliver adjacent. (you: elysia is too healthy for him. me: ok)
it's primarily because the mirrors could reflect it that she doesn't try to deflect. ]
The Herrscher of Corruption had entered the Elysian Realm. That's the memory realm I live in. [ lived. ] I couldn't let her leave the realm to corrupt the real world, so I went to face her and ended up here in the process.
[HELP MEEEEE YOU JUST THERE LIKE ARE U SURE ABOUT THAT. It's fine it's fine...
He just listens to that, though. This is like some horrific combination between Reliver tech and the technology he's heard about in someone else's world and it really does rub up against his conditioning horribly. His arms cross over his middle, the gesture a bit self-protective by look, but he's mostly just trying to keep himself grounded in a small way.]
...Were you able to keep her from leaving?
[Quietly. Even mentally agitated, he hates the idea of her having sacrificed her life for nothing.]
Ah... [Crossing his arms over his middle again so he's mirroring her mirroring him.] No, I was only thinking. It just sounds like such a complicated, difficult situation.
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I met my end, and I tried to give hope to a new world.... although I didn't know if I succeeded until very recently before coming here.
[ a whole 50,000 some years. but she knows what she says sounds confusing. ]
The real Elysia met her end back then, fifty thousand years ago.
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Insofar as he has known her, at least.]
...Then... who are you, if not the real Elysia?
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More of a simulation, or a copy, but I am Elysia.
[ she doesn't have identity issues, but she does make a distinction. ]
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How... did you come to be?
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Through memories, and a combination of technology and psychic abilities. I'm more of a record and a guide, more than anything else.
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He has a lot of thoughts about this but he doesn't voice any of them. Instead:]
How is it that your life came to an end, then...?
[If she's just a record or a guide kept-- somewhere, presumably. All records are kept somewhere.]
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In a way, I don't know. I only have what my friends have said. Our memories are only current to when we come to update them, and...
[ well, when you die, you can't really do that. ]
I can tell you how I died to get here, though.
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...If you don't mind, I would like to know.
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it's primarily because the mirrors could reflect it that she doesn't try to deflect. ]
The Herrscher of Corruption had entered the Elysian Realm. That's the memory realm I live in. [ lived. ] I couldn't let her leave the realm to corrupt the real world, so I went to face her and ended up here in the process.
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He just listens to that, though. This is like some horrific combination between Reliver tech and the technology he's heard about in someone else's world and it really does rub up against his conditioning horribly. His arms cross over his middle, the gesture a bit self-protective by look, but he's mostly just trying to keep himself grounded in a small way.]
...Were you able to keep her from leaving?
[Quietly. Even mentally agitated, he hates the idea of her having sacrificed her life for nothing.]
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[ she hasn't accomplished it yet. yet is the operative term because she's confident she'll be returned.
or that with time, she can. she watches his arms, unsure what's causing this reaction but noting it. ]
But even if I can't, there are others outside who will be able to. I don't want it to come to that, though.
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[Considering she'd been trying to keep it from spilling outside in the first place.]
Then you intend to return once the trials are over so that you can defeat her? Will you be able to avoid your death...?
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[ she flashes a victory sign. she continues to have the confidence. ]
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His arms drop away from his middle again at that, perhaps looking like whatever momentary discomfort has passed.]
Then I'll pray for a swift success, and as little loss of life as possible.
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[ ... ]
Lucas, was there something I said that made you uncomfortable?
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What do you mean?
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That.
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she's known him long enough that she thinks that's not true. ]
That might be part of it. I don't think that's all of it.
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There really isn't anything I'd be uncomfortable about, though.
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You don't have to lie to me. Just say it's not something you want to address.
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...It really isn't discomfort... [It is insanity.] But I would also rather not discuss it.
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[ she isn't that polite. ]
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I was just reminded of something. I suppose it's more upsetting than discomforting.
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Am I upsetting you somehow?
[ that's not impossible or unheard of. ]
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