Lith's skin was still pink and there was no flaming crown above his head but the expression on his face was identical to the grimace of the monster he had faced in the Mindscape.
"That's why it felt familiar. That was your own face that you saw from my memories every time we fused together." Solus said while letting him go.
"Since when do I look like that?" Lith asked.
"Since I know you." She shrugged. "Do you remember the serial killer glare that scared the others when you were little? Well, that was your expression when you were trying to be normal. This was your face when you were fighting."
She pointed at the mirror, where Lith's reflected image was fixed in a savage grin.
"Are you serious?"
"Why do you think people pissed themselves or cried for mercy?" Solus replied. "Imagine someone like that looking at you while wielding a powerful spell. That's what your opponents had to face for a long while."
"So I don't do that anymore." Lith sighed in relief.
"Not really. More like it's less frequent." Those words made him choke on his optimism "That's how you still were after Lark's death. When you fought Meln in Lutia. After Phloria died."
"Are you telling me that was a version of me?" He asked.
"A possible version of you, yes." Solus nodded. "And probably the reason Mogar felt the need to warn you. Whatever you become with the bright violet, it might be cranked to one million if you later become a Guardian."
Suddenly the dead wasteland made sense, yet he drew no comfort from it, only more worry.
"Why has no one ever told me about it?" Lith turned around, incapable of facing that version of himself any longer.
"Because we love you." Solus gently caressed his cheek. "And because most of the times you make that face, you are fighting for the people you love. How could we blame you for turning into a monster for our sake?"
"This is so fucked up." He grabbed her hand. "Do you think that the first and the third answers are linked? Can that thing be one of the ways the pieces of my psyche might assemble into?"
"Or maybe that's the form you'd take if they end up not matching at all." Solus used a mind link to show him how Aalejah saw Lith under the effects of Soul Vision.
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"Fuck me sideways." Until that moment, Lith had considered his own appearance to Soul Vision just an oddity, like everyone else's so-called true form.
Now, however, it took a whole new meaning.
"What do you think we should do?"
"I'm sorry, but this is one of those rare times when there's no 'we'." Solus said with a sad smile. "Mogar was pretty clear. It's about a choice that doesn't involve me. The only thing I can do is be by your side when the time comes and remind you of what was shown you today."
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