...I don't remember half my time in the Demon Realm. Maybe more than that. I don't remember if I ate, or if I lived off of the raw El Energy in the land, or if the Crimson Eye's master kept me alive, or what.
All that information comes from passing through the area when I was sane again, when Ventus carried me back to Elrianode after this group of kids saved me.
[Despite, you know, repeatedly begging to die. He remembers that part clearly, because he'd wanted to be put out of his misery when his mind started to catch up with everything again. That never happened... and he supposes it's fine now. He's here and has Adrian, so everything worked out in some odd way.]
If you live in the Demon Realm full-time and aren't going insane in a tower of your own creation, then it's probably an acquired taste thing. The ferns were fucking gross. If I didn't need to keep my strength up as we left, I'd have told Ventus just to keep walking so we could eat at home.
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All that information comes from passing through the area when I was sane again, when Ventus carried me back to Elrianode after this group of kids saved me.
[Despite, you know, repeatedly begging to die. He remembers that part clearly, because he'd wanted to be put out of his misery when his mind started to catch up with everything again. That never happened... and he supposes it's fine now. He's here and has Adrian, so everything worked out in some odd way.]
If you live in the Demon Realm full-time and aren't going insane in a tower of your own creation, then it's probably an acquired taste thing. The ferns were fucking gross. If I didn't need to keep my strength up as we left, I'd have told Ventus just to keep walking so we could eat at home.