[He shakes his head, his arms folding across his stomach as he mulls over how to answer her question. Like always, Sorrow is calm, even and measured.]
My species hasn't used the Door in generations. Hundreds, if not thousands of years. Most of us didn't even know it existed. When I said we used it to find hosts, I meant us as a species- before I came into existence. It is a relic of ancient history... or, at least, it was before Fear reactivated it.
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[He shakes his head, his arms folding across his stomach as he mulls over how to answer her question. Like always, Sorrow is calm, even and measured.]
My species hasn't used the Door in generations. Hundreds, if not thousands of years. Most of us didn't even know it existed. When I said we used it to find hosts, I meant us as a species- before I came into existence. It is a relic of ancient history... or, at least, it was before Fear reactivated it.