Pov Urd:
I was facing that dark creature. His body was strange, he was utterly eternal, but he wasn't a Soul or a Ghost, nor was he a Specter or a spirit. His condition was more than just strange; it was as if his body were ethereal in nature, a fusion of pure miasma.
He wasn't strong; his blows and techniques did nothing to me, to the point where I didn't even need to dodge, but my blows had no effect on him either.
My physical blows merely pierced his body, but any blows that might have touched his ethereal existence were deflected or even parried using the power of Hatred. He also seemed to be moving differently.
After thousands of years of observing everything the Ascended did, I've seen it all. He's clearly being controlled, and yet he's not. This ethereal body isn't his true body, a puppet controlled by his Soul. But where could that Soul be?
"< Divine Law of the Soul: Talisman of Imprisonment >" (me)
