[Its all red lights and alarms now, especially since, even if Wanderer would want to fight against it, he is not able to do so anymore. It feels as if he's stuck in quicksand and the only way is down.
If he was over this, if he has actively rejected his past, why does it bother him like this? Why does it seem so adamant on telling him that there was no way to reject anything? That there were prices to pay, but that they were higher than he could ever imagine. Perhaps there has been a certain solace in chasing godhood. A certainty that actually wasn't there at the end, but managed to keep him focused.
He had no other purpose than paying off his debts, balancing the books. And that was barely a purpose. Merely an obligation.
Childe will definitely notice that things are going a little haywire inside Wanderer's head. He'll see flashes of memories. A bleeding heart, a flash where the Doctor cracks something open inside his body and a burning cottage. There's confusion and loneliness.
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If he was over this, if he has actively rejected his past, why does it bother him like this? Why does it seem so adamant on telling him that there was no way to reject anything? That there were prices to pay, but that they were higher than he could ever imagine. Perhaps there has been a certain solace in chasing godhood. A certainty that actually wasn't there at the end, but managed to keep him focused.
He had no other purpose than paying off his debts, balancing the books. And that was barely a purpose. Merely an obligation.
Childe will definitely notice that things are going a little haywire inside Wanderer's head. He'll see flashes of memories. A bleeding heart, a flash where the Doctor cracks something open inside his body and a burning cottage. There's confusion and loneliness.
But above all...]
Help me...you shitty worm.