["Little one". No one has ever labeled him with a fond nickname over the years, not even as a child, and this is a strange one. He is not sure what to think of it; not sure if his pride should balk, or if he should take it literally, given the height of the man(?) standing before him.
He looks uncomfortable, slouched forward to avoid knocking his head against the ceiling. Sephiroth raises a hand, and wills him smaller, shorter in stature to fit in the room. The machine floating behind him vanishes in the same motion, leaving only empty space where a threat once stood.]
Sephiroth.
[Hythlodaeus is an unusual name, but perhaps no more than his own. Especially in a new world, filled with people from all edges of the universe.]
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He looks uncomfortable, slouched forward to avoid knocking his head against the ceiling. Sephiroth raises a hand, and wills him smaller, shorter in stature to fit in the room. The machine floating behind him vanishes in the same motion, leaving only empty space where a threat once stood.]
Sephiroth.
[Hythlodaeus is an unusual name, but perhaps no more than his own. Especially in a new world, filled with people from all edges of the universe.]
Are you one of the Summoned, too?