[ So that's a thing now. Ephemera rocks back on his heels, processing that. The other version of him seemed to have his shit together. Even fought alongside the Freelancers by the end. Gave Drake his shield to carry into battle. Gave Drake a whole lot more than than that.
Ephemera breathes out. Flexes his fingers as a reminder to stay in the moment and not spiral off into all the things that might have been for a version of him that he does not remember and a life he did not live. ]
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Ephemera breathes out. Flexes his fingers as a reminder to stay in the moment and not spiral off into all the things that might have been for a version of him that he does not remember and a life he did not live. ]
Huh. Okay.
[ Might as well just roll with it. ]
This is weird as fuck.