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Pleroma | Memory/Voice
[A few days after he returns to Godsblood, and things have started to settle down, Kim has started to experiment with his new ability that surfaced during the rescue of the new arrivals. For those with their minds open to shard communion, a brief memory will cross their minds.
Kim, standing on a relatively more remote dock in the shipyards, is talking to someone that others might recognize as one of the Greentruth rebels. He hands them a sturdy piece of wood, about the length of a baseball bat, and nods his approval. The rebel, looking a bit uncertain, squeezes their eyes shut before swinging the plank as hard as they can, directly at Kim's head. It seems to make contact, but Kim doesn't so much as flinch as the wood splinters in half. Not a hair on him is out of place.
He then reaches forward, also as tentative as his partner in this bizarre experiment, and flicks his finger against their chest. A ripple of energy seems to diffuse from him, and the rebel flies back as if Kim had punched them with full force, and falls off the dock, into the water.
Once the image fades, Kim's voice takes its place.]
I realize that magic is a bit more mundane for some of our number than others. However, no one else has shown signs of this ability since they arrived here, no?
[Something ripples through the shard that gives the impression of a sigh.]
Unfortunately, this is all rather new for me. Discovering I could manifest my own fire instead of wasting matches was tricky enough. If anyone has any information, I'd greatly appreciate it.
[A pause, and then a pale, gloomy bloom of blue before he speaks again.]
And I hope everyone is doing well. [Doing well considering, is the implication.]
Kim, standing on a relatively more remote dock in the shipyards, is talking to someone that others might recognize as one of the Greentruth rebels. He hands them a sturdy piece of wood, about the length of a baseball bat, and nods his approval. The rebel, looking a bit uncertain, squeezes their eyes shut before swinging the plank as hard as they can, directly at Kim's head. It seems to make contact, but Kim doesn't so much as flinch as the wood splinters in half. Not a hair on him is out of place.
He then reaches forward, also as tentative as his partner in this bizarre experiment, and flicks his finger against their chest. A ripple of energy seems to diffuse from him, and the rebel flies back as if Kim had punched them with full force, and falls off the dock, into the water.
Once the image fades, Kim's voice takes its place.]
I realize that magic is a bit more mundane for some of our number than others. However, no one else has shown signs of this ability since they arrived here, no?
[Something ripples through the shard that gives the impression of a sigh.]
Unfortunately, this is all rather new for me. Discovering I could manifest my own fire instead of wasting matches was tricky enough. If anyone has any information, I'd greatly appreciate it.
[A pause, and then a pale, gloomy bloom of blue before he speaks again.]
And I hope everyone is doing well. [Doing well considering, is the implication.]

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You couldn’t do this before you came here?
[ kim will likely recognize the handwriting that manifests as the same in his notebook. ]
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Not at all. None of the powers I've seen in Horos do.
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How new is it? This power? Could you do it as soon as you were reborn?
[ even if it’s in his handwriting, the medium of the shard presents a rhythm in his writing a little closer to how he would speak—disjointed, but curious. ]
Things have changed. But I haven’t tried anything new.
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[Had it been immediate, he realizes, being corralled by the Achamites would have gone much differently.]
What could you do before all this?
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It’s called “purification.” Maybe to people who have never seen it, it looks like magic.
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But it isn't?
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[ dextera has enough self-awareness to realize that isn’t helpful, though. ]
It’s preternatural. It does the same things magic does. It changes things. It’s something you have to channel. Is that “magic”?
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If I find more information about it, I'll share it. But right now, I'm just as baffled over a similar discovery about myself.
Did your world ever have traces of it? Perhaps it's something that's been dormant inside of you ...
[ with the amount of power that seems to reside in this world, it wouldn't surprise her if innate abilities have started to wake up. ]
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People have pretended to have supernatural abilities, but it's always been easily disproven. My "normal" seems relatively boring by comparison, it seems.
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[ including her, because while traveling across worlds is great fun, she also just wants to find a place to settle and call home. ]
So the thing you've done to that other person, that's your new ability, then? Did you simply manage to figure out how to use it?
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It didn't start consciously. I first noticed it happen during the attack on the shrines, and I've just been trying to replicate circumstances.
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How much testing have you done so far?
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[The one that got flung off the dock.]
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I made sure he could swim first.
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[He can tell it's kind of a joke, at least.]
That's incredible, though. And you weren't able to do anything like that before?
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[Kim is stronger than his scrawny looks suggest, but these sorts of feats are reserved for fairy tales back home.
This one sounds a little more in awe of it than others he knows can use magic, though.]
What about your home?
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[Well. There's Spirit Mediums who can channel the dead and literally transform into them, but he's blissfully unaware of that shit.]
I still find the idea of developing such abilities somewhat unsettling, but after the month I've had... I'm sort of hoping for it, now.
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[A hell of a time to get here, though that's likely all connected.]
It's... jarring, at first. But there is a sense of an even playing field, once you get used to it.
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voice.
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[That seems... like a far greater act of willpower than humanity is capable of, if he has to be cynical about it.]
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[Humanity: a disappointment, again.]
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That isn't fair to whoever he's talking to, though, so he reigns it in. At any rate, it sounds similar to the use of nuclear weapons in Elysium.]
I imagine that's hard to regulate. Unless people aren't born with the ability?
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So I sympathize with your plight. This is strange for me, too.
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[Forget magic, he'd just love a coffeemaker.]
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