...Not in so many words. But I did tell you about our journey to the end of the universe, and the alternative plan that wouldn't have saved...everyone.
[He hesitates a bit.]
She's family. Or the closest thing I've left to it, at least. She's a child, only some fifteen summers — I suppose I'm something of a father to her. A protector, certainly. But her home is on one of the shards, across the rift, and as it presently stands the rift can't be traversed. 'Twas likely I'd never have seen her again even if my untimely demise hadn't intervened, and when the end of days came, she...she wasn't included in the plan for salvation. How could they, with no way to reach her?
[He shakes his head slightly.]
My personal tormentors used her because to have seen her here at all would have to mean she was dead. That she died and I wasn't there. That she died and someone thought she belonged here. That's why.
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[He hesitates a bit.]
She's family. Or the closest thing I've left to it, at least. She's a child, only some fifteen summers — I suppose I'm something of a father to her. A protector, certainly. But her home is on one of the shards, across the rift, and as it presently stands the rift can't be traversed. 'Twas likely I'd never have seen her again even if my untimely demise hadn't intervened, and when the end of days came, she...she wasn't included in the plan for salvation. How could they, with no way to reach her?
[He shakes his head slightly.]
My personal tormentors used her because to have seen her here at all would have to mean she was dead. That she died and I wasn't there. That she died and someone thought she belonged here. That's why.