"You know, I shouldn't judge people from appearances, but this time I'll take up upon that sin. You remind me of someone I don't like... so I don't like you either."
He chuckled, looking smugly at the black figure standing in front of him. As much as he wanted to think that he wasn't evil or dangerous to him, as much as he tried not to hate him instantly. He just saw Denial in him, or rather, he felt the same thing he felt when he first saw Denial.
There was a big chance that the two of them were somehow connected.
Yet there was something that threw him off, how their colors were exactly opposite, made him wonder who this figure was. What would be the opposite of Denial?
Acceptance?
It made sense; this whole place reeked of good energy, a place where you could come and speak of your darkest sins, where you could lie down and not feel like you're in danger.
Yet at the same time, he just... didn't believe it at all.
In a world like this one, there couldn't be a place like this.
