[ The circumstances are difficult to explain, but he supposes he just has to tell the story in full. ]
Before my demise, I visited another nexus point much like this one. Another city where people from different worlds came together, drawn by a cause much more noble than a supposed alien swarm. It was watched over by a being who embodied the sea of consciousness across multiple universe. That being, Philemon, had the power to let us travel between worlds, using our memories as an anchor to find our way.
This anchor is named a String. It is what ties a person to their home realm. Cutting it would release some form of soul energy, which Philemon could use to revive the dead. I am not too sure on the specifics, for he did not tell me - but that was what he did. But without my String, I can no longer return home. I am exiled not only from my country, but from my world.
[ Again, he says this evenly, as if it meant little. ]
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[ The circumstances are difficult to explain, but he supposes he just has to tell the story in full. ]
Before my demise, I visited another nexus point much like this one. Another city where people from different worlds came together, drawn by a cause much more noble than a supposed alien swarm. It was watched over by a being who embodied the sea of consciousness across multiple universe. That being, Philemon, had the power to let us travel between worlds, using our memories as an anchor to find our way.
This anchor is named a String. It is what ties a person to their home realm. Cutting it would release some form of soul energy, which Philemon could use to revive the dead. I am not too sure on the specifics, for he did not tell me - but that was what he did. But without my String, I can no longer return home. I am exiled not only from my country, but from my world.
[ Again, he says this evenly, as if it meant little. ]