... Right. If anything, they just seem... innocent. By nature, shadows are curious and they're inclined to feel a bond towards the creature they mimicked.
But they're raised to prioritize the rules of the house and the will of the Great Grandfather above all else. Growing up like that, with no other options... they become twisted.
[There's a thoughtful little hum at that. For all the issues he has with his origins, it is still preferable, on a whole, to just not knowing a damn thing.]
There are still answers waiting out there for you to find, then, I'm sure. Hard to say whether they'd be answers you would be happy to receive, even so.
Morphs... those shapeless forest creatures that turn into shadows. They're born of soot and darkness, with little will of their own...
They mimic people. Their shapes and their behaviours, everything, inside and out. They even mimic their feelings. But they're not just imitations... because they can grow and change, and love, and despair. Because they have hearts that they made all on their own.
[Hm. He's not entirely sure how he feels about this, but his expression remains relatively impassive, thoughts and feelings tucked further below the surface. There is a lot about this that is uncomfortably familiar, though.]
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I suppose it makes sense, given the way they were.
[Mimicking creatures... Honestly relatable. That's how he learned to be like a human, too.]
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But they're raised to prioritize the rules of the house and the will of the Great Grandfather above all else. Growing up like that, with no other options... they become twisted.
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[They are fine until their environment makes them not.]
Who is this "great grandfather"?
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Unlike the other shadows, I was born human. What I am now... it was a sudden change, about a year ago.
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Perhaps the change was a "natural" development, for one whose existence is unnatural to begin with...
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There are still answers waiting out there for you to find, then, I'm sure. Hard to say whether they'd be answers you would be happy to receive, even so.
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It was harder when I was alone.
[ when she didn't think anyone would see her as anything other than a monster.
... also, gimme a return mem if you got 'em! ]
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It's an interesting story. Hearts, born from ashes...
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What do you think of it?
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I imagine it was a horrible sight.
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Even so... I've seen it. A heart born from ash... or soot, rather.
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They mimic people. Their shapes and their behaviours, everything, inside and out. They even mimic their feelings. But they're not just imitations... because they can grow and change, and love, and despair. Because they have hearts that they made all on their own.
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Is that the case for each and everyone one?
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