There's the pain of wounds from battle, and the high of excitement fighting brings. Enjoyable as it is infuriating at the moment. Mostly you're frustrated that others are trying to get in the way and stop it, needlessly protect you.
That's not much of a problem. But then your heart sinks when you hear a voice you know to be your son and there's almost nothing else that matters. It's the only thing you can focus on, getting him away, putting yourself between them. You need to protect him, he can't be hurt trying to look out for you.
He's yours, maybe the only good thing you've done, definitely the only worthwhile or lasting thing. Your blood boils when you think of anything happening to him, posessive. You'll destroy anything and anyone that even thinks about touching him.
Something cuts right through your body, chopping you almost entirely in half.
But your son is safe, so you're happy knowing that when you die.
You gain +1 Perseverance.
You feel a thick blade slam right through your gut, but more than the pain you're just confused. You don't know a thing about yourself except that the one attacking you is supposed to be your brother...? That's what hurts, the hatred in his voice, when you were ready to cling to this one scrap of information.
The way everyone else seems to act as if you're equally at fault for this? Even those who seemed ready to offer some answers just a few moments ago, now, what, they're just siding with him? Agreeing that you're just some terrible villain in their lives and won't tell you anything more?
The feeling of rejection and isolation is enough to crush your heart. If they hate you so much, if you're meant to be so awful, then isn't that what you should give them? No point in anything else.
But there's a sense of some small relief at the end, at least one person who tries to comfort after, without coddling. Just easy to be around already.
You gain +1 Perseverance. That one might be hard to tell exactly who it is too, but maybe you'll figure out that it's Five?
And then there's just one more. It shouldn't be anything new with how often you've felt his soul, because it's just full of loving, possessive, desperate, needy, protective, appreciative, fearful, happy and heartbreaking feelings about you. It's not even a memory, it's just everything. More than a bit overwhelming when it just hits you all at once without being able to take in each of those things individually.
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That's not much of a problem. But then your heart sinks when you hear a voice you know to be your son and there's almost nothing else that matters. It's the only thing you can focus on, getting him away, putting yourself between them. You need to protect him, he can't be hurt trying to look out for you.
He's yours, maybe the only good thing you've done, definitely the only worthwhile or lasting thing. Your blood boils when you think of anything happening to him, posessive. You'll destroy anything and anyone that even thinks about touching him.
Something cuts right through your body, chopping you almost entirely in half.
But your son is safe, so you're happy knowing that when you die.
You gain +1 Perseverance.
You feel a thick blade slam right through your gut, but more than the pain you're just confused. You don't know a thing about yourself except that the one attacking you is supposed to be your brother...? That's what hurts, the hatred in his voice, when you were ready to cling to this one scrap of information.
The way everyone else seems to act as if you're equally at fault for this? Even those who seemed ready to offer some answers just a few moments ago, now, what, they're just siding with him? Agreeing that you're just some terrible villain in their lives and won't tell you anything more?
The feeling of rejection and isolation is enough to crush your heart. If they hate you so much, if you're meant to be so awful, then isn't that what you should give them? No point in anything else.
But there's a sense of some small relief at the end, at least one person who tries to comfort after, without coddling. Just easy to be around already.
You gain +1 Perseverance. That one might be hard to tell exactly who it is too, but maybe you'll figure out that it's Five?
And then there's just one more. It shouldn't be anything new with how often you've felt his soul, because it's just full of loving, possessive, desperate, needy, protective, appreciative, fearful, happy and heartbreaking feelings about you. It's not even a memory, it's just everything. More than a bit overwhelming when it just hits you all at once without being able to take in each of those things individually.