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I feel like I’m fighting for my life every day, and as far as I can remember it’s always been like this. You never think too much about it until now and you push it down the rest of your life. And what if your life turns endless? Knowing you’re from somewhere far away but never to fully know where that was. It definitely leaves a part of you that wonders where you came from.
I feel my senses always slipping from my hold, always hurting to remember the last few months, Quince says it’s supposed to be like this, that this is just how it goes and I need to stop whining. After a few thousand times of your broken limbs being ignored as it magically heals makes you shut up eventually. Kyzer says I’m cold, he’s the only one who talks to me other than my Scal(.1 when I was new I made up a name for Quince because i didn’t want to call him mentor, it stuck I guess.), probably because he’s required to as my holy dragon. Even then he doesn’t talk much to me, it was just a mutter at training he called me cold. I can’t remember being commented on, not that I can remember much other than training, so it really stuck. But I’ve learned to be colder from my scal, he knows I should stay quiet but strong as he made that mistake for a second and… he told me once, I don’t remember when but he did. I don’t mind, I’ve progressed enough to be sent down to a world to get some data, usually you go to the gods of the world for their report. But they seem to be missing. Should be easy enough for someone who hasn’t fully ascended yet. I wish I knew how wrong I was in that moment, and how much of a shitshow this place would be.