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Anden

The Sun and the Moon
In an endless game of hide and seek

"I'm still alive, aren't I?" Anden countered. Was he positive he'd know enough to survive outside of the Grounds? No. But he knew he wasn't living while he was in the Grounds. He was existing. He needed to break free from it all.

The Ascended history was riddled with death it seemed - on both sides. Spilling blood only brings more blood. The news of the Ascended murders was new to Anden, but without the context it meant little to him. People die - that's just how life works. No one was meant to exist forever. "All things from our past." Anden shook his head. "I can't bare the weight of the past."

Was he blind? Likely. Anden had chosen to ignore most things related to his kind since he arrived. At first it was out of hatred - but as time moved on, it was out of a desire to stay out of it. The more he heard, the more he understood that there was darkness brewing. A darkness Anden wanted nothing to do with. "Maybe. Maybe not. I can't see the future. All I know if that if I want to feel alive, I need to do more than just exist in the darkness." Anden glanced around at the surroundings, the greyscale city wasn't much to look at.

The Sun and the Moon
In an endless game of hide and seek