"If it does, no one told me. It just has what I can do and that is psychically communicating-" with the undead and whoever is receptive to his mental bandwidth, outside of his world, which isn't a whole lot of people "-so nope, this is all new to me."
Gods and catgirls that are whole cities and white-haired healy-boys and Kirins and this is all blowing his mind because he's used to himself being the strangest thing. Even above the pot-growing zombies. Also that he's dealing with floating islands. He's used to land that cares about gravity. This is like some tragic 80s fantasy movie that he would have cried at and denied it as a kid (or had one of those mental crisis that one has when some very inhuman character the hottest one there).
Aside from all that though, he takes a deep, mostly unnecessary breath and checks his directional flora. "You're on the right path."
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Gods and catgirls that are whole cities and white-haired healy-boys and Kirins and this is all blowing his mind because he's used to himself being the strangest thing. Even above the pot-growing zombies. Also that he's dealing with floating islands. He's used to land that cares about gravity. This is like some tragic 80s fantasy movie that he would have cried at and denied it as a kid (or had one of those mental crisis that one has when some very inhuman character the hottest one there).
Aside from all that though, he takes a deep, mostly unnecessary breath and checks his directional flora. "You're on the right path."