Thread:YingHe/@comment-36159587-20190719051603/@comment-36159587-20190801044626

The other Galaxian, apathetic and possibly even lower in emotional intelligence than his counterpart based off the original, had backed up into the waterfall, though not to specifically avoid Magnus. Mostly, he had already done it a long time ago in the conversation, though he was still watching. It was kind of eerie, actually, how he didn't seem to have a presence. Even describing him as a ghost wouldn't be very accurate at all--it was more like he was bound to disappear at any time. Certainly almost the exact opposite of how Galaxian usually acted, and always making his presence more known than some would have cared for.

To be honest, this form wasn't acting exactly like GalaxE, either, though he was much closer. Though, as he had stated, he wasn't there physically when Magnus tried to hug him, either.

"That's what I tried to do," he proclaimed quietly.

Another memory of a burning Medieval Sect village and four corpses filled his vision; one that he'd suppressed just moments ago. He'd been distracted by the hug.

It was too late to stop the visual flashback in his mind now that it'd gone this far. Instead, he switched his tone, and seethed towards no one present there, "Curse you, Enochi," his voice filled with hatred.

At that, even the other counterpart shifted uncomfortably.