Thank you everyone for sharing your Harbinger(s)!
Itâs nice to see what players have chosen to make their characters look like, as itâs quite fascinating to see the differences and interpretations of what people like to have and make. Everyone is so creative and imaginative of what their Harbingers are, I love them!
@yb_minhee Aha, worry not. Many people are simping for the Templar, much to my surprise, as you arenât the only one. The scar MC has is on their chest, as if MC were to romance Asol, Iâm certain if MC asked, Asol would kiss the wounds heâd inflicted on MC with gentle caressesâ and touches. (He would melt if MC does it to him as well
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We will certainly be able to have the option to ask Asol what he saw in MC before MC âdiedâ as a choice, as things will vary depending on the choices made during the course of the journey and the beginning.
If you wanna know a bit of what Asol was thinking, here are some spoiler perspective of what the Templar will think of MC, depending on the choice they chose in the prologue that has influenced his thoughts of the HarbingerâŠ
Scarred Eye Asol's thoughts
Itâs impossible. You should be dead. Asol killed you, yet you stand right before his eyes. The man knows itâs you. The scar you left on him throbs, aching when he sees you. What he can see with the blessing that lingers within him, tells him everything. The very same essence that he saw before is the very same as long, long ago.
Volatile, wild, dangerous but also beautiful.
He knows well that he has lived far beyond his human years. Are you merely a shadow who refuses to allow him to rest? For years, have you haunted his dreams as theyâve been plagued with nothing but you.
Your face. Your words. Your voice. Nothing but just you. Asol cannot simply turn a blind eye, if it is truly you who stands before him.
Asol thoughts
How is it possible? You died. Your essence disappeared before his eyes. So how are you still standing? Identify yourself. Who are you to take on that persona? There is only one being that he knows who has the same soul like that.
That same, ravenous, desperate and exhausted soul. It isnât your right to take that form when it belongs to that person who lingers in the back of his mind. Show yourself, imposter! Or, perhaps is this some kind of twisted joke?
No, Asol knows better than that. His eye tells him the truth and youâre truly the person he slew long ago. Even so, he doesnât want to believe it. The words you said to him that fateful day still whisper into his ears. They haunt him in his dreams. He cannot rest because of you. But if youâre truly aliveâŠ
Asol will judge you once more.