[That seems to strike a cord in the Batter...but not in a good way. He's not looking at Zacharie anymore. Or at anything, really.]
It's not here. I'm not here.
[He's been feeling less and less real the more time passes here. The Batter didn't keep track of the time, did the bare minimum to keep himself alive and threw himself into everything because he wasn't meant to exist without a purpose. Without it...
Without it 'the Batter' was just a thing he watched outside of himself. The monster within the Batter was terrifying and powerful but only existed when others saw it. The man was just a shell to give himself shape, filled up with purity and nothing else. And thinking about it too hard made him feel like he needed to scrub his body clean again. Reborn, reanimated, try, try again.
He wanted permanence. He wanted to stop. Something was screaming within him but like always, it was all in his head.]
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It's not here. I'm not here.
[He's been feeling less and less real the more time passes here. The Batter didn't keep track of the time, did the bare minimum to keep himself alive and threw himself into everything because he wasn't meant to exist without a purpose. Without it...
Without it 'the Batter' was just a thing he watched outside of himself. The monster within the Batter was terrifying and powerful but only existed when others saw it. The man was just a shell to give himself shape, filled up with purity and nothing else. And thinking about it too hard made him feel like he needed to scrub his body clean again. Reborn, reanimated, try, try again.
He wanted permanence. He wanted to stop. Something was screaming within him but like always, it was all in his head.]
I'm not here.