[ daylight falls almost quiet now. he clearly doesn't want to talk about it with how upset he looks now, with his optics dim and his winglets hiding behind his back as if to avoid getting hit, but they're asking and it's selfish to not bring it up here, not when all their lives are on the line and they're living on borrowed time-
this world's death is inevitable. portal is still uncontrollable. irresponsible to cling to a stolen existence while other worlds suffer further consequencedaydayday
-so he tries to suck it up and explain a bit further: ]
There was still sunlight and colours and some signs of what was once life. Enough electricity to keep the radio tower running and stuff. It was, um, around autumn. At the late stages of it, I think, because of the fact that the trees had little leaves on them yet.
Then we looked towards the lake and saw the World Eater. It was... It was huge. I didn't think it could move from how big it was but it did. It did move and it was approaching Beacon. There was this... trail of shadow in its wake. I tried to sketch it but every time I tried, my helm felt like it was going to...
Sorry. It's just- [ daylight presses a servo to his helm, either to stop some processor pains or to pull himself together. ] Other things went down and it's kind of tied with what that... When I saw it. When I realised what was going to happen... It felt like everything clicked for me and... Yeah.
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[ daylight falls almost quiet now. he clearly doesn't want to talk about it with how upset he looks now, with his optics dim and his winglets hiding behind his back as if to avoid getting hit, but they're asking and it's selfish to not bring it up here, not when all their lives are on the line and they're living on borrowed time-
this world's death is inevitable. portal is still uncontrollable. irresponsible to cling to a stolen existence while other worlds suffer further consequencedaydayday-so he tries to suck it up and explain a bit further: ]
There was still sunlight and colours and some signs of what was once life. Enough electricity to keep the radio tower running and stuff. It was, um, around autumn. At the late stages of it, I think, because of the fact that the trees had little leaves on them yet.
Then we looked towards the lake and saw the World Eater. It was... It was huge. I didn't think it could move from how big it was but it did. It did move and it was approaching Beacon. There was this... trail of shadow in its wake. I tried to sketch it but every time I tried, my helm felt like it was going to...
Sorry. It's just- [ daylight presses a servo to his helm, either to stop some processor pains or to pull himself together. ] Other things went down and it's kind of tied with what that... When I saw it. When I realised what was going to happen... It felt like everything clicked for me and... Yeah.