Nice !

The Ender Dragon, being an endless and eternal being is infinitely large and thus contains everything that could exist.

Because of this, She is simultaneously alive and dead. Any and all interpretation of Her is correct. As an organism, She maintains Herself by consuming possibilities of universes and their contents.

She exists as a singular in the End. The End itself is the Ender Dragon's mind, in idle processing not otherwise being used.

The Nether occurs in Her corpse, her flesh and blood turned to stone and magma.

The Overworld then is Her soul itself, exerting its will.

Oh, really like that description. The 19th century works have some distinct charm. Sadly, because a lot of such works are forced to study at schools, where children are mostly just unpreapred and unable to see all the deatils, simply because they're young, therefore can't fully appreciate the writing. But then later in life it's fun to read actually!

Every 21st century piece of writing advice: Make us CARE about the character from page 1! Make us empathize with them! Make them interesting and different but still relatable and likable!

Every piece of classic literature: Hi. It's me. The bland everyman whose only purpose is to tell you this story. I have no actual personality. Here's the story of the time I encountered the worst people I ever met in my life. But first, ten pages of description about the place in which I met them.

TELL ME WHY

I'VE PLAYED THIS DEMO OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN

BUT NEVER HAD I EVER PICKED THE "HESITATE" OPTION FOR LEANDER

I'M A DUMB BITCH HOLY SHIT

BUT I CAME INTO A NEWFOUND REALISATION:

THE MC'S CURSE PROTECTS THEM, IN SOME WAY

(unless I'm the last person in the fandom to notice that, good job me)

If you pick the "Touch him" option, he only says "I told you there's nothing to worry about"

BUT HERE, he comments "That's one hell of a curse :D" meaning he definately feels it and it possibly affects him

Yes, the MC surely has ptsd of some sort and could assume Leander's hand was going for their neck like mrChocky but i highly doubt he was initially going for their shoulder

I believe the MC's curse doesn't affect whoever they touch, but whoever touches them

It's quite a bit of a strech, yes, but still a possibility:

Leander doesn't do the dramatics above if the MC touches him first

MrChocky was the one who touched the MC first and got he affected

And thus I bring in another question: What about Oracle!MC?

"The priests claimed your touch bestowed enlightenment, but a visiting mage revealed your curse for what it is."

It wouldn't be illogical if the priests' words were true; if the MC touches someone, they are "bestowed enlightenment", but if the MC gets touched forcibly/accidentally, the one who touches them goes mad

But that would also mean we'd have the choice of giving Leander more power if we choose to touch him

Also, somehow all the backstory mages seem to have a good understanding of the MC's curse [have seen it/it has been recorded before], or are at least able to recoognise it in order to reveal it to them. Plus, the Alchemist!MC's mage [who was "exiled from the Senobium"] planned on cultivating them as a test subject, meaning not much must be known about said curse.

"It's unlike anything I've ever dealt with," says Leander, a mage who has never stepped foot in the Senobium.

"We can find answers together," Leander promises later on.

Then he stops

He waits for them to touch him

Then he freely unwinds their bandages, allows them to touch his hands, his cheeks, he moves his hands over theirs because they've already accepted him touching them

He could have figured how the MC's curse works, or he could have dark-magic-ed his way into the Senobium files before the MC returned to the Wick again.

Fantastic.

Just Fantastic

Horse figure of the day: Franklin Mint "Dark Fury"

but hey look so good ! how can you say no to watching them fight ?

killing machine

when u get a little too used to the peace

crayfish galore!

V1 looks so animalistic

Cool !

v1, but spider

better keep a close eye on that wandering ravenous beast you call a heart