(It's different, but everything she says resonates with him. The Kurta had been hiding for several generations now. Hunted, feared because people could not understand it. The brightness and crimson color that take over his eyes give him none of the abilities she has. Instead, it increases his strength considerably -- as if he needed any help.
Nowadays, it works as fuel for Emperor Time. When activated, it eats away at his lifespan in exchange for power. Power used to stop the Phantom Troupe, the child of his hate. One second removes one hour. He's dying for it.)
You're not alone. Your journey is much nobler than mine, I can assure you that. I'm glad for you.
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Nowadays, it works as fuel for Emperor Time. When activated, it eats away at his lifespan in exchange for power. Power used to stop the Phantom Troupe, the child of his hate. One second removes one hour. He's dying for it.)
You're not alone. Your journey is much nobler than mine, I can assure you that. I'm glad for you.