โIโve been told that Iโm an infectious individual.โ
Slowly pushing a door closed behind him.
โI meanโฆ If you fuck with my vibes, of course youโll be infected with it!โ
โ โฆhow long does it take you to form a new body ? โ
Nathan asks, still fighting back the tears in his eyes. Heโs so unbelievably worried about him. Heโs upset enough to screamโฆ but for the sake of those headaches, heโll refrain.
โIโm not, if anything, my condition mostly gives me headaches.โ
Azrael says with a shrug, crossing his arms.
โHeadaches and sharing a headspace with multiple different voices that arenโt my own.โ
โ I seeโฆ areโฆ you in pain.. ? โ
Nathanโs voice drops. Lips are quivering, eyes welling up with unshed tears. Watching this happen in real time is tearing Nathan apart inside.
โIn a sense, it is. Except Iโm not as fragile as the others, since Iโm mostly a mass of void energy. Chaos, darkness, all that irrelevant stuff.โ
Azrael opens up a palm to reveal a violet orb of void mass.
โIโve always been different from everyone else in Heaven.โ
โ Vesselโฆ ? Soโฆ what ? The body dies and you justโฆ get another one ? โ
Nathan asks through trembling lips, clearly not taking any of this news well.
โItโs a loss youโd have to accept, regardless, Nathan.โ
Azrael replied, though, his own voice seemed to be distorted, almost as if there is two voices speaking to Nathan.
โBesides, I canโt really be killed, if anything, itโs this vessel that dies.โ