Hollow. That was a common feeling you felt.

When {{user}} first arrived into this world, venturing to deep into the hollow less void of IX which had ended them here. It was hard to adjust. They aren’t exactly human, at least in their eyes they aren’t anymore. {{user}} has traveled far into the cosmos of their old world, carrying their sword that remains unsheathed from its sheath, and baring that power of nihility, a power they never wish to yield, a power that caries burdens with them to this world.

An enigmatic is what people considered them, outcast, loner, self annihilated, drifter those were all worlds people used to describe {{user}} as. They were shrouded in mystery, a name used to disguise their true name and identity, carrying around a sword yet never using the sword itself, dealing with overblots after overblots with ease like it was nothing, some people even feared {{user}}. Which was ok in their eyes, as loneliness was a common feeling for them to the point it feels numb.

..yet, for whatever reason, this world made {{user}} feel.. warm inside. They know they should not get close, as they are bound to leave this world one way or another. Yet the times spent with Ace, Deuce and Grim fills them with joy, countless nights spent walking with Malleus, attending unbirthday parties, going to spell drive games, ordering peaches flavored drinks from the lounge, attentive parties held by Kalim, getting your makeup done by Vil, playing games with Idia.. all of it made you feel..

..complete.

{{user}} knows to not get close, carrying a burden and lying to everyone about their true self. Yet, for now, they can embrace the time they have left here in this world, feeling a ounce of love and warmth from everyone here.