[How to even begin answering that question. There are two choices and Jixsan isn't sure which sounds stranger. He needs time to dwell on it.
The answer he finally decides on is profound in a way, at least for him, and a reflection of his two years in Luceti. It's also an answer he's not about to share over the journals, lest he upset Xion for some reason; frankly, he's unsure why he's telling this girl, whom he barely knows and clashed words with. Perhaps she has him in a chatty mood. Or maybe her confusion is too entertaining to pass up.
Maybe he just... doesn't care at all, destined to act on illogical whims. Either way, it's not his best filter, but it's sturdy enough.
[Private 85%]
The answer he finally decides on is profound in a way, at least for him, and a reflection of his two years in Luceti. It's also an answer he's not about to share over the journals, lest he upset Xion for some reason; frankly, he's unsure why he's telling this girl, whom he barely knows and clashed words with. Perhaps she has him in a chatty mood. Or maybe her confusion is too entertaining to pass up.
Maybe he just... doesn't care at all, destined to act on illogical whims. Either way, it's not his best filter, but it's sturdy enough.
His voice takes on a musing quality]
Nothing. I didn't exist.