to the pleroma (text)

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[ it’s not an intentional attempt at anonymity. dextera just has no experience with this kind of broad communication, and to him, there’s little point in introducing himself anyway. those who have met him may be able to recognize the emotional “signature” attached to the words newly displayed in their minds, and may be able even to attach the soft sound of his breath or the perpetually-uncertain expression he wears to the message he knows is about to be contentious.

but, it’s been bothering him since the events in venera. perhaps the seed was planted even before that, from his very first experience with the kenoma and having the pleroma overtake it to save him in the end. ]

Are we wrong?

[ it’s… actually not what he wanted to open with, but the panic of broadcasting a message so publicly has him blurting things out even through what should be the most temperate of mediums. ]

The Regent said it was the Pleroma that caused the disease in Venera. That force wanted us to live forever in delusion. I don’t want to destroy the world. I don’t want to make a new one either. I was happy there. I would have been happy there.

The distilled Kenoma tried to manipulate our thoughts. Didn’t you all feel that power when we escaped? The Hope that allowed us to fight? Are we still being manipulated?

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[regretsor]

[It resonates a little with him. To be given powers he didn't want. To be manipulated and used. It isn't so unlike his situation at home with his Sponsor. To not be able to escape death because he'll regress...]

Life will always be unfair in many situations. [He knows this all too well.] Just because we might be manipulated doesn't mean you can't make use of what you're given. You can carve your own path that you see as fit.

[Dextera can probably feel it. That determination. A feeling of understanding that resonates with those words.] We're still ourselves and we can still make our own choices.

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[ it works with an efficiency that surprises even dextera. it’s the first answer he’s received that has made him really pick his head up and listen—perhaps it’s the empathy behind the words, offered only through communion, but it strikes him more keenly than a simple speech might. ]

…you’re right. You’re right. I made a choice before I came here. My own choice… completely. That’s why I didn’t give in. It’s not because someone told me to fight it off.