mmmfilletofsoul | 7th l o s t s o u l ~ [Voice]

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7th l o s t s o u l ~ [Voice]

[The last event left Cheyenne in a weird place and since then, she's been rather scarce around the village. Aside from getting food at one of the village restaurants, she's spent most of her time either in her apartment or in the forests just outside the village. Today, she's actually back to her usual spot: sitting on the edge of one of Luceti's many bridges, looking down at the water.]

[A few hours of this goes by until she finally opens her journal and poses a question to the residents. The very thing that's been on her mind all this time.]

It is not uncommon for others to ask questions using these journals, yes? [A pause. She wasn't really expecting an answer to that.]

...what do you think it means to be a "person"?

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Perhaps, in the sense that I knew I existed. My kind does not naturally have things such as emotions. The first century of my life was spent without them. Therefore, I had little reason to think about anything other than continuing to live.

Did you identify yourself as an individual rather than one from within a group?

Not at first, no.

[A pause. He's really making her think, here.]

Due to the nature of my kind, it is difficult to distinguish one illusionist from another. We also tend not to associate much with each other. It was not until I began spending time around other creatures that I started to see myself as an individual being apart from my sisters.

One could argue that that was when you began to be a person. Of course, this all depends on the definition of certain labels anyway.

But you certainly can't be a person without individuality. That much is definite.

So, to be a person would mean to be an individual, hm. [She couldn't deny that something in his logic made sense, but...]

[Somehow, she just couldn't accept that she could be a person and a monster.]

Yes. I suppose that would depend on how one defines such labels.