thxvoidwalkerā:
Curious.
The Outsider stares down at the kneeling assassin; silently pleased that after a four-thousand year existence, he could still be surprised by that which he faced. He expects resentment, just like the others. Great sight tells him that venomous words will grace his ears and ultimately melt off of his pale skin. Those lost children that thanked him for blessing the Knife with his capabilities, all seemed to turn on their heels and reject him once their powers waned due to the exile of Daud. And yet, somehow, this one verbalizes no threats; no weapons are used against the Outsider in what would be a useless act of aggression.Ā
Instead, Cybil answers his question in earnest; voice as low as the day Daud blessed the child with the Voidās gifts while damming him to a youth of blood and sin.Ā
āDoes one truly care about survival when their very consciousness is enslaved to a much larger hive mind? Why would one ant care what consequences it faces if the queen remains safe and sound?ā
āIs that what it means to be cunning? To loseĀ yourself in something else? To remain mindless in the face of obstacles?ā
āTry again.ā
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