Chapter 2438
The memory reformed but Randidly almost didn’t care.
The sensation of his Soulspace fracturing was different than his Class being obliterated by the gaze of Elhume; that had been pain, but some sort of deep invalidation. The foundation of how he was and the power of his existence had been scrubbed away by immense friction. The pain had started sharp, but then had dulled to an underlying weakness.
This was different. His Soulspace formed the foundation of his ‘identity’. It housed his Skills, contained his Truths, and was the foundation of his three images. Not only was that now deeply wounded, but some primal instinct screamed out the alarm of wrongness. To be rent open like this had violated some important principle. He now seeped out of the opening and drifted through his Vessel.
He felt unmoored, but he also felt horrifyingly alone.
At the same time, the Truths he had contained bounced and reverberated through him, but slightly warped from their prolonged proximity to one another. They combined and mixed, forming strange chimeras of their original pronouncements.
Every detail can be affected.
Yggdrasil reaches and matters.
You cannot affect both ways.
Yet all of these follow-up developments were simply footnotes to the endless horror of the pain that swept through Randidly’s existence.