Oh? You have knowledge, then. I would further appreciate it, were you willing to share. My interests are vast and varied, and I have yet found reason to hone my attentions upon a precise subject. This world of Kenos is beautiful and new, and I find all of it very promising.
[ How unfortunate, to not have the thrumming minds of his Umbra Hands to lend themselves to the harvesting of the monster that had been felled. Many hands made light work, and the work was always completed per his precise desires. It left him able to direct and float, to dally in other matters while entrusting that progress would be made. Now, he is as alone as he was when he first began to dive into the Abyss, forced to triage his interests for the moment. The future would change, inevitably, pressed and guided into his favor — it always had been.
As the monster continues to slip into unconsciousness, its body trembling as its breathing picks up — urgently trying to circulate oxygen in blood that has escaped the most vital systems, he tucks its head onto the ground and rises from the position he had taken at its head. It will not go anywhere, but the precision of his strange, new companion begs a closer look. Investigation, as well. In silence, he turns his head so very subtly to the appearance of Sebastian's hand.
Comparatively, it does not resemble the other. This is curious to him, enough so to draw his attention in for the moment. ]
A scientist. Of 'what', precisely, requires an explanation of the world I came from.
[ The monster on the ground will keep. Conversation is always a priority, to him. ]
The world at large was inconsequential to me. What mattered was a geographic phenomena called 'the Abyss'. It took the form of a colossal pit with a known depth of 20,000 meters; the allure of it was inescapable, for within it one would find foreign ecosystems, remnants of ancient civilizations, powerful artifacts and treasures beyond imagination. I made my home in the fifth layer of the Abyss, the Sea of Corpses, where I studied all that I could set my gaze upon. All things are novel to me, and deserving of exploration — all things to guide humanity forward, unto the approaching dawn.
[ He gestures, light with his hands. Something about his motions is tightly controlled, lacking theatricality. Efficient, to an obsessive degree, unlike the swift fluidity he had displayed when threading through the monster's limbs. ]
The last topic I was examine was the Curse, a series of symptoms affecting the human body when ascending while inside the Abyss. The deeper one goes, the worst the affects are. So, in a sense, as the Abyss is gone — you may now think of me a scientist of opportunity, and call me Bondrewd.
no subject
[ How unfortunate, to not have the thrumming minds of his Umbra Hands to lend themselves to the harvesting of the monster that had been felled. Many hands made light work, and the work was always completed per his precise desires. It left him able to direct and float, to dally in other matters while entrusting that progress would be made. Now, he is as alone as he was when he first began to dive into the Abyss, forced to triage his interests for the moment. The future would change, inevitably, pressed and guided into his favor — it always had been.
As the monster continues to slip into unconsciousness, its body trembling as its breathing picks up — urgently trying to circulate oxygen in blood that has escaped the most vital systems, he tucks its head onto the ground and rises from the position he had taken at its head. It will not go anywhere, but the precision of his strange, new companion begs a closer look. Investigation, as well. In silence, he turns his head so very subtly to the appearance of Sebastian's hand.
Comparatively, it does not resemble the other. This is curious to him, enough so to draw his attention in for the moment. ]
A scientist. Of 'what', precisely, requires an explanation of the world I came from.
[ The monster on the ground will keep. Conversation is always a priority, to him. ]
The world at large was inconsequential to me. What mattered was a geographic phenomena called 'the Abyss'. It took the form of a colossal pit with a known depth of 20,000 meters; the allure of it was inescapable, for within it one would find foreign ecosystems, remnants of ancient civilizations, powerful artifacts and treasures beyond imagination. I made my home in the fifth layer of the Abyss, the Sea of Corpses, where I studied all that I could set my gaze upon. All things are novel to me, and deserving of exploration — all things to guide humanity forward, unto the approaching dawn.
[ He gestures, light with his hands. Something about his motions is tightly controlled, lacking theatricality. Efficient, to an obsessive degree, unlike the swift fluidity he had displayed when threading through the monster's limbs. ]
The last topic I was examine was the Curse, a series of symptoms affecting the human body when ascending while inside the Abyss. The deeper one goes, the worst the affects are. So, in a sense, as the Abyss is gone — you may now think of me a scientist of opportunity, and call me Bondrewd.