[They can tell. They feel it under their own skin, this ugly face and body and limbs. The way their hair is perfectly tended to, the way their cheeks flush pink. They're a toy. A doll. A servant.
When they were alive, they hated their body for all it's human weakness. The pale skin like paper, the way their bones cracked and bruised and broke. The way it fell apart so feebly and yet their soul was impossibly powerful.
Empathy. That's what this feeling is, surely. Like staring into a funhouse mirror, they see a revenant, defined and malformed by what it has lost. They see a body and a name that doesn't belong to the spirit within.]
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[They can tell. They feel it under their own skin, this ugly face and body and limbs. The way their hair is perfectly tended to, the way their cheeks flush pink. They're a toy. A doll. A servant.
When they were alive, they hated their body for all it's human weakness. The pale skin like paper, the way their bones cracked and bruised and broke. The way it fell apart so feebly and yet their soul was impossibly powerful.
Empathy. That's what this feeling is, surely. Like staring into a funhouse mirror, they see a revenant, defined and malformed by what it has lost. They see a body and a name that doesn't belong to the spirit within.]
Do you forgive?