'Okay... I see you...' Atlas thought, his mind reeling with bewilderment. He had known—or at least suspected—that his existence within this game-world was tied to a deeper narrative, but 'this'? Being an incarnation of some ancient demon Guide?
'Well damn. Color me surprised. So... you're possessing my body now?wait.... How did you even get in?'
The voice chuckled darkly, its tone dripping with mockery yet oddly warm—like a snake coiled around your neck offering companionship.
{{{It's thanks to your nice assist by the way. Before my friend cracked you open like a walnut... you gave some of your life force to dear Azezal. And he used up his name and soul to summon me into what should've been your empty husk of a body.}}}
Atlas frowned, looking down at his hands as though they might betray him. 'Empty? Wasn't I still inside it?'
{{{Hahahaha... Yes, surprisingly. I thought I'd finally entered an empty host that could sustain me—but apparently not.}}}
'But...?'
