Well you know I'm not exactly a human...
When I was little I was infected by a sentient virus. Well something like a virus. What is, is sort of...out there, there's no way to be sure. But I spent weeks on the edge of death. Cloud and a friend of his named Dante took care of me then.
Through sheer luck I managed to survive, and over the years my body sort of adapted to it. I can control the cells my body is made up of. And that...includes making a second one.
...Oh whoops. I ended up going on about myself.
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850-Gracia was on a stroll at the time, and goes to investigate-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-a voice comes from within-
I would stand back if I was you...
-another pulse of silver light-
-the shadow only disperses slightly-
-allowing Gracia to look upon the charming ragged man inside this shadowy cage-
-the man in the golden mask known as Levack-
I don't suppose you know any sort of magic that can get past this?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postYou don't?
-he gets up to walk closer to the bars-
That's a shame.
Magic is such a noble pursuit of intelligence... when done right.
Though even if you did know something- I wouldn't advise touching these bars.
If you're familiar with the law of opposites.
Then you're looking at the polar opposite to Magic. Null Magic.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

-ges walks over-
Hey Fen, I've been curious. How do you generate that double?