Opening my eyes again in casted darkness... (January Catch-all)

[esurientabyss]

🌊Who: He Xuan, and anyone else.
🌊What: Things happening; they're self-explanatory.
🌊When: January.
🌊Where: Varies.
🌊Warnings: Kidnapping, mentions of suicide & forced induction into harems; involvement of violence/murder. Anything else that may occur will be added or adequately warned for in the thread. TGCF spoilers, but since this already deals with memories, that's a requirement, really.



i. gravitation

[ No matter where He Xuan finds himself, whereas it's on the beach or somewhere else, there seems to be some kind of nonsense afoot. Some...feline nonsense at that.

They're all congregating rudely around him and he is essentially helpless to their attacks (cuddles and piling around his feet.)

He practically glares at anyone who catches him in the midst of this. ]

What?

ii. displacement

[ Ghost kings do not get sick, not really. But it doesn't mean that coughing or sneezing is an impossibility for him.

It just so happens he had grabbed something spicy from a restaurant and for some reason found himself sneezing due to some kind of pepper and now he's in the middle of a lake. Soon enough, he's grumbling, extricating himself from the water. What a waste of food. ]

iii. uncharted waters

[ In addition to those, anyone is free to encounter someone who seems to, for all intents and purposes appear to look like He Xuan, and is essence definitely still him. Yet, his appearance clearly differs in subtle ways. His skin isn't so pale, and his ears are not so sharp and he appears a little lost. Feel free to run into him like this, though he will be scrutinizing most people, and there appears to be a sword at his hip, which his hand is hovering on the hilt of. ]

iv. wildcard

[ Self-explanatory...! Open to things that are also not necessarily the above. ]

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[hypnowhip]

[Certain circumstances, huh... That tracks to Sylvando. The ocean is chock full of mysteries and domains that most people have no idea about. The party certainly found their fair share of them on their travels.]

What's it like down there? I can't imagine I'd ever manage to reach such a place on my own without something terrible happening to me. I'm just a plain old human, after all!

[esurientabyss]

A plain old human who helped save a world from a calamity.

[ He Xuan says simply, though he thinks he does agree. But... ]

Unpleasant, dark, and dreary for most. However, the manor that can be found within is splendid, on the level of what you would expect from a building normally visible in the realm of the gods.

Not a place for anyone living to take residence up in, though.

[ His 'henchmen' aren't exactly as opportunistic as Crimson Rain's, but he wouldn't exactly call them wonderful company to living people either. ]

[hypnowhip]

[A startled noise comes from beside He Xuan before Sylvando turns his attention back over to him.]

Well, yes, but that doesn't mean I'd do so well in a place human bodies can't handle.

[Still, that does make him blush a little. So He Xuan remembers that story too, huh?

He watches on as He Xuan describes the domain. A majestic manor in a gloomy corner of the sea... He clasps his hands together and closes his eyes in an attempt to picture it.]

I can't say I've ever had the pleasure of knowing what a godly realm looks like, but I've had my fair share of amazing views on my travels so I think I can imagine how beautiful it must look in there.

[An earlier thought manifests once again, and this time he doesn't hold back from saying it aloud.]

Doesn't it get lonely, though? It sounds like you don't get a lot of company...

[esurientabyss]

[ He Xuan blinks at the startled noise, but then realize it is his comment to blame. Though, not for the wrong reasons, it seems, judging by the way Sylvando's face looks right now, the slight change in hue visible to him as if the sun hung above them instead of merely the moon and the stars. ]

...A point.

[ He will concede to that, though, after a small pause. ]

There's a reason I don't. People don't tend to visit such a lair. And whether I was lonely or not never occupied my mind much. Not when I had my vengeance to take care of...then even after that, I wondered what else did I ever need?

Those pieces of trash who called themselves human were rightfully killed by my hand, and then that god who was the cause of it all, finally disposed of by me. [ ... ] I thought, 'what need would I have for companionship'? When I had achieved all that I had believed I'd been aiming for?

[ And anyone who got close to him always ended up dying or he hurt them. Now that he's here in this land that the goddess has pulled him to...

Well. Things might be steadily changing. But does that necessarily mean for the better? ]