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[daemonized]

ARDYN IZUNIA

Ardyn Izunia. Professor of law. Lord of law. Liege of law. The one grading your papers. Leave a message.

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[daemonized]

[For a brief moment, he thinks that perhaps that's the end of the conversation, or Yu's grown busy. Regardless, when his phone does light up again, he knits his brow a little at the message displayed on its screen.]

Feelings that most might have felt in a situation similar to yours. [The headache, though? From shock, fear, or stress maybe?] At least it reveals that it wasn't a commonplace occurrence for you -- that was what I had been wondering about.

[covenantal]

... there was a voice ...

[ He's been reluctant to mention this, too, for probably obvious reasons. Hearing voices isn't the strongest indicator of mental health. ]

Something about it made my head hurt.

So, no. Definitely not commonplace.

[daemonized]

[Neither is remembering fantastical monsters, or thinking you once had magic powers to heal the sick.

(And neither is feeling a bubbling sort of hate in the pit of one's chest, while a faceless man stumbled towards you in anger, obscured by the white of snow.)

Ardyn's not judging.]

What did the voice say?

[covenantal]

[ Another pause. ]

"I am thou. Thou art I. Thou art the one who opens the door."

[daemonized]

[Well, then. What's one supposed to make of that?]

A door? To what, I wonder?

[Surely not a television screen.]