[Wow. Darin's always looked at his powers as a curse. An omen of his prophesied future. He'd learned to conceal his strength, learned to at least kind of pass for normal back home. He even made his outward appearance; his blue hair being a physical trait only exhibited by demonkin and beastkin in his world, into something positive. A selling point, almost. But for all of the work he'd put into himself just to hide who and what he was, he was never told that he was good for it. He just assumed what he did would be what anyone would do. Even though, deep down, he knew that wasn't true, Dromas being unliving proof of that, he still considered it duty over choice.]
[Being told he was the 'right guy' to be burdened with the fate of his world? And possibly this one? Not something he expected to hear, least of all out of someone he'd just met.]
I...
[He genuinely doesn't know what to say. For once, his bravado he uses to hide his own insecurities melts away, and the young man struggles to find an adequate response.]
Thank you. I'm not...well, I'm not used to talking about it. Like I said, these sort of powers back home tend to be...well...demonized.
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[Wow. Darin's always looked at his powers as a curse. An omen of his prophesied future. He'd learned to conceal his strength, learned to at least kind of pass for normal back home. He even made his outward appearance; his blue hair being a physical trait only exhibited by demonkin and beastkin in his world, into something positive. A selling point, almost. But for all of the work he'd put into himself just to hide who and what he was, he was never told that he was good for it. He just assumed what he did would be what anyone would do. Even though, deep down, he knew that wasn't true, Dromas being unliving proof of that, he still considered it duty over choice.]
[Being told he was the 'right guy' to be burdened with the fate of his world? And possibly this one? Not something he expected to hear, least of all out of someone he'd just met.]
I...
[He genuinely doesn't know what to say. For once, his bravado he uses to hide his own insecurities melts away, and the young man struggles to find an adequate response.]
Thank you. I'm not...well, I'm not used to talking about it. Like I said, these sort of powers back home tend to be...well...demonized.
[For lack of a better word.]
...Doesn't mean I wouldn't be up to spar, though.