...Ah. [It's a different kind of 'ah' than the ones before. A music note, single and bright, and for a moment the space lights up like Christmas. In this space, Sei's wings flare brilliantly in a rainbow of colors, and his eyes are like goddamn windows to an ocean of stars. His long coat flutters and forms, and for a brief moment, Will can see two of him--the Antichrist and the Repairman, all that he is and all he could be, before he coalesces into Your Stupid Fucking Nephew again.
Note to self, do not put antichrists in metaspaces without warning them.]
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Note to self, do not put antichrists in metaspaces without warning them.]
...This is going to hurt, isn't it.