Walking over to his brother's dead body, his body was pale. He didn't understand what had just happened. His power hadn't been used, or at least he hadn't, and yet Abyssal Matter had just killed him.
But then who?
Was it... the Abyss? Had it gotten angry at the fact that Xavier had killed its loyal followers... it made sense, but at the same time, was that really something the Abyss would do?
...
'Actually, a better question was: was that something he could do?'
He stared at the dead body a little longer, before cursing as he turned away. What a death... though it made him wonder, once he grew stronger, was that something he was going to be able to do with his manifestation? It was horrifying.
Walking back to the village, Aether couldn't help but feel sorrow, as the more he walked, the more dead bodies he saw around him. People who had families... loved ones. People who had done nothing to the world.
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