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█ To Commune with Set is to stand barefoot in an endless, scorching desert. The sun illuminates all, scalding the shadows themselves out from underneath whomever enters his dominion; the arch of gentle, distant, waves of sand mask the precarious chasms, towering dunes akin to mountains. The sense of vastness, timelessness, is of particular notice, lending itself to the alien, eldritch quality of his mind. There is a dark storm in the distance, and you know intimately that this divine being is far from benign. You cannot bargain with a force of nature. You can only survive it. |
i'm pretending they manifested him
[ Sebastian corrects and confirms Set’s assumption. There’s another sigh, though this one is more… longing. It could be to kill Dark (maybe partially it is), but it’s mostly the mildest of disappointments that he cannot share. Alas, Set is very technically an enemy. Even if Sebastian can’t use his plans against Dark, that’s not the case for Meridian. He can’t give Set any idea of that kind of clever scheming, at least not yet. It’s a shame, though. He’d certainly be the most fun to discuss the finer points of each.
He's a little surprised that Set doesn’t ask for more elaboration as promised, but not displeased. This is technically a better question to ask rather than getting into the specifics of each person. So, he laughs with a little note of approval. This isn’t an ability of his he exactly hides as is the case with others… But no one has asked. ]
It is a sense, yes. Just as we have a sense of taste and touch, most demons have an additional one to sense a soul. It is difficult to describe accurately, but to call it an amalgamation of sight and smell is close enough. I must use my real eyes—
[ The bright, blood red ones, naturally. He doesn’t elaborate because he figures that it’s easy enough for Set to know what he means. ]
But I can see souls very plainly. They are all as unique as a face is.
[ There’s a moment’s consideration, a thoughtful hum, but he decides to give a little more. It’s less out of a sense of duty in the “payment” aspect of this and more that he thinks it might be fun to give Set this information. It’s incredibly minor, in the grand scheme of things. But it’s not insignificant, especially when they’re on opposing sides. ]
Once I set my eyes on someone’s soul, they cannot escape me. If that quality is needed. Of course.
[ It’s not an analogy he’d use because of his distaste for it (thanks Ciel), but he’s a viciously effective hunting dog. Even somewhere as dense as Kowloon, he can track down anyone he’s seen before, and easily. Hiding from Sebastian is something very, very hard to do. And that little terror is why he shares it. If it might give a Meri anxiety one day, then it’s well worth it. ]