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[chimericalclaw]

EXPIATION FLAVORED
⬬ the AI filled it out for him this time
⬬ saw something you weren't meant to see
⬬ the person he has to return to
⬬ the truth has to come to light
⬬ should have broken it a long time ago

GENERAL MEMERY
⬬ can't sleep, won't bother trying
⬬ well well well if it isn't the consequences of my own actions

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phantoms

[chimericalclaw]

[What if your crimes came back to haunt you? What if they came back to hunt you?

Someone or something you've wronged is after you now, eager for you to make reparations, and nothing is going to stop it—not injury, destruction nor death. Your victim can be only staved off momentarily through force, and the only real conversation they're interested in is your crimes and the harm you caused.

Admitting to these things will make them disappear back to where they belong and finally leave you be. Otherwise, they're determined to inflict the same fate upon you, whatever that might look like, whether physical injury or emotional trauma—and then they'll vanish, their revenge achieved. These are the only ways of being rid of your ghost.

Unless you hold out for a while? Surely they can't last forever?]

1 ⬬ [The clang of two swords against one reverberates as Altius struggles against a woman with short, dark hair, his rapier bending under the force of her two blades, forcing him to shift under the pressure. Despite her colorful costume in blues and purples, there's an intensely determined look on her face—the look of someone who fully believes in her cause and the danger of the one in front of her.

The man's teeth are bared as he apparently struggles. He can't reveal himself; it's already too much that he's come to using a sword he can barely excuse his expertise with. So his outfit and his efforts remain solidly mundane, and as a result, he loses the contest. The woman's superhuman strength knocks him backwards several feet, where he lands on roughly on his back. His sword remains gripped tightly in his hand, but she's already approaching again.]

2 ⬬ [Altius is not above retreating when needed.

Following one or a handful of clashes in which he's held back and thoroughly lost, he's decided that it may be more prudent to avoid the potential entirely.

His old strategy won't work. The phantom is only interested in him. So what does he do against an enemy who can equalize his strength to hers and perceive his every intention? For now, it's this: he slips into his portals unseen and escapes far enough that she'll have to take the time to travel.

Looking significantly worse for the wear, he leans against a wall and slides down to sit in an attempt to rest.]

3 ⬬ [Or, write me your own character's troubles!]