[ When he feels another new presence emerge in this dimension, Pharos stops dead wherever he is wandering in the city, and doesn't move for a good several minutes, vivid blue eyes widening straight ahead in bemused confusion. The closest recollection he can compare this sudden odd sensation to is... that of the Arcana Shadows that had appeared every moon, like the scattered fragments of death when they had clustered together, drawn by the pull of death's strongest piece. The slight tug in his gut was not utterly dissimilar.
It felt just like himself, but complete. But he's... here right now. Pharos hadn't had a chance to... No, he needed to see this for himself immediately. So, he vanishes and for once since his arrival into this universe, his teleportation abilities don't fail him and misfire in reaching his destination. The impression of black and white stripes solidified a few feet to the side of and behind the older personification of Death. The noise of sandals tapping on pavement was heard. Pharos said, undoubtedly taking Ryoji off guard; ]
You're... [ There's no mistaking it, but how... ] You're me.
[ He doesn't bother to make that slow, steady (vaguely confused) statement into a question. It isn't a question. It was an undeniable fact. His senses weren't lying.
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It felt just like himself, but complete. But he's... here right now. Pharos hadn't had a chance to... No, he needed to see this for himself immediately. So, he vanishes and for once since his arrival into this universe, his teleportation abilities don't fail him and misfire in reaching his destination. The impression of black and white stripes solidified a few feet to the side of and behind the older personification of Death. The noise of sandals tapping on pavement was heard. Pharos said, undoubtedly taking Ryoji off guard; ]
You're... [ There's no mistaking it, but how... ] You're me.
[ He doesn't bother to make that slow, steady (vaguely confused) statement into a question. It isn't a question. It was an undeniable fact. His senses weren't lying.
... How could this even work? ]