[Hmm... That's tough, because his world was technically just a castle, whereas the home he remembers came from borrowed memories.
His brow furrows, and he folds his arms.]
If you want to get technical, I was made in a place called Castle Oblivion. Full of plain, white halls that go on forever, rooms that simulate people's memories, and all the fighting was done with cards.
[... she's not sure what she expected, but it's definitely not that.]
That's... quite the unique place! I haven't heard of anything like that before, that's for sure. [part of her kind of wants to ask about the last thing he mentioned just because of how silly it is, but...] What do you mean, "simulate people's memories"?
Exactly what it sounds like. The floors take your memories and create illusions and stuff. You just hold up a card, and it'll be like walking through a real world.
[He didn't experience much of it, just Twilight Town, but it was enough to give a clear impression. That castle was something else.]
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[she gives him another trademark smile. though now she's a little curious...]
Would it be rude of me to ask about your world? You don't have to if you don't want to.
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His brow furrows, and he folds his arms.]
If you want to get technical, I was made in a place called Castle Oblivion. Full of plain, white halls that go on forever, rooms that simulate people's memories, and all the fighting was done with cards.
[Yes, cards.]
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That's... quite the unique place! I haven't heard of anything like that before, that's for sure. [part of her kind of wants to ask about the last thing he mentioned just because of how silly it is, but...] What do you mean, "simulate people's memories"?
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[He didn't experience much of it, just Twilight Town, but it was enough to give a clear impression. That castle was something else.]
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[she's honestly just trying to understand it by her own terms. world shenanigans are weird.]
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[Hmm, which brings up a puzzling question.]
I'm not even sure how they made me in a place like that.
[Doesn't help that he forgot, but e sure didn't see any labs.]
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[Snorting, he points to himself.]
But I don't know. I'd take weird illusions over losing all my powers and sprouting scales. I'm not even sure how the god's pulled that off.