More and more and more… These thoughts that Zylus had reshaped into his head again and again, as if his identity was unknown.
But he understood who he was… I mean, didn't he?
Zylus and Victor both stared at each other, attempting to understand the severity of their situation. Bothof them paused.
'My parents. My power.' Zylus put a hand to his face. "What. Am I?"
For some reason, he felt guilty. An emotion he had felt began resurfacing inside of him once more. The feeling of guilt. He always blamed himself; that was just the man Zylus is.
Zylus never bothered to make someone else carry the burden of having to face troubles or future troubles; he kept it at a limit with his own abilities. If someone died, and he wasn't there, he would still feel guilty, because that's one of his natural emotions.
'A life without guilt.' Zylus thought about this for a while, until fully locking on, on to Victor's gaze. "Guess, I'll never know."
