There's a shrieking cackle as Onni responds to Sullivan's call as they reach out, hands that feel oddly boneless, grasping the warrior's hands as they feel more solid after a moment of touching Onni.
"That's the spirit! I've been listening to cosmic truths in the form of ancient shitposts for quite some time now, and I think it did juuuust a teensy bit of damage to what remained of my psyche."
A pause.
"My body? My body! I haven't HAD a body, have never had a body? And this is my first one, my last one? I think I technically don't exist by reality's standards right now, this is just something I scrounged together out of what was available, which is mostly the shadows you cast, abyssal sludge, and of course, your reflection. Your own madness reflected through a mirror darkly?
Ah, all the work on my precious homunculus forms and Layla's body, perfectly preserved to spite her one last time... All the attempts to be a good magician and behave and not give into the mania that should well and truly define me! All down the drain! I assume my basement is gone as well, but I think together we can fix that."
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"That's the spirit! I've been listening to cosmic truths in the form of ancient shitposts for quite some time now, and I think it did juuuust a teensy bit of damage to what remained of my psyche."
A pause.
"My body? My body! I haven't HAD a body, have never had a body? And this is my first one, my last one? I think I technically don't exist by reality's standards right now, this is just something I scrounged together out of what was available, which is mostly the shadows you cast, abyssal sludge, and of course, your reflection. Your own madness reflected through a mirror darkly?
Ah, all the work on my precious homunculus forms and Layla's body, perfectly preserved to spite her one last time... All the attempts to be a good magician and behave and not give into the mania that should well and truly define me! All down the drain! I assume my basement is gone as well, but I think together we can fix that."