Of another world, not particularly. [ Though after a beat, he corrects himself: ] —Well, not in this sense, at least. I am from two worlds, in a way. There is the realm I truly call my own, the one where my kind live, and there is the one I was invited to visit, where humanity lived.
[ He shrugs, since it's a slightly simplistic explanation, but it'll do, since it's not really the focus. It definitely offers an explanation for why the concept of multiple worlds doesn't seemed to have bothered him overly much, nor being suddenly brought to another. ]
But my kind are long-lived and very difficult to kill. I have existed for a a few thousand years, and so it has given me a particular perspective, especially considering my particular interests. It was always to my benefit to watch humanity toil away and struggle, so I have seen every shade of strife they were capable of, some well-remembered, others forgotten in the rot of time.
[ Sebastian considers something for a moment, but then nods ]
It is pitiable.
[ But whether he'd want to make a better world without it, he doesn't say. To him, that sounds like a dreadful bore and would strip away what he loved most about humanity. But he was a creature particularly attuned to the darkest parts of mortal hearts, so of course he was biased for them to continue. It's something he can objectively assess, and as such, that was why he he paused to consider it. ]
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[ He shrugs, since it's a slightly simplistic explanation, but it'll do, since it's not really the focus. It definitely offers an explanation for why the concept of multiple worlds doesn't seemed to have bothered him overly much, nor being suddenly brought to another. ]
But my kind are long-lived and very difficult to kill. I have existed for a a few thousand years, and so it has given me a particular perspective, especially considering my particular interests. It was always to my benefit to watch humanity toil away and struggle, so I have seen every shade of strife they were capable of, some well-remembered, others forgotten in the rot of time.
[ Sebastian considers something for a moment, but then nods ]
It is pitiable.
[ But whether he'd want to make a better world without it, he doesn't say. To him, that sounds like a dreadful bore and would strip away what he loved most about humanity. But he was a creature particularly attuned to the darkest parts of mortal hearts, so of course he was biased for them to continue. It's something he can objectively assess, and as such, that was why he he paused to consider it. ]