From afar, a figure takes interest in the sword who wandered too far away from home. Who ended up, somehow, in a labyrinthian void. A place not too dissimilar to the peaceful greyspace the Researcher calls home.
But this entity is different. It is not the Scientist. It is... the Will. And... well, it approaches.
Woaaahhh, you're still kickin'? Go you. How'd you end up in this DUMP anyway?
@researcherwdg (answer this whenever, i don't really mind)
HERO_SWORD is caught soundly off guard, not just by its incidental wandering into this place, but also by the Will that greets it. There is a sense of vague deja-vu to these circumstances that whispers at HERO_SWORD's memories, like an imperfect rhyme.
HERO_SWORD is granted a small mental reassurance when it is able to bring forth a pen and piece of paper from its inventory. Wasting little time, it pens an inquiry of introduction to this uniquely unfamiliar entity.
WHO ARE YOU? YOU KNOW ME?
(@researcherwdg)