A part of him wanted to find CY-Ren, talk to her, comfort her, to make him understand the meaning of giving into such desperate emptiness. One could still end the world and enjoy everything about it. His own lips part like he wants to say something but then nothing follows his declaration. He can't talk like he understands because he doesn't, not completely. Not the way the Void does.
He understands removing the existence of everything all together. He understands causing Creation, or in his case God, to start anew, build better, begin again. What he doesn't understand is voiding it all together.
Despite everything, Tyki was still on the carnival's side yet also a huge troll. He's ready for any sort of attack even when the target is simply this burger. It's not an attack on his life and he'll only have time to scrunch the foil around it in his hand and toss it upwards into the air out of harm's way. Yet he doesn't move himself to follow it nor attack himself. "Ah, hand slipped."
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He understands removing the existence of everything all together. He understands causing Creation, or in his case God, to start anew, build better, begin again. What he doesn't understand is voiding it all together.
Despite everything, Tyki was still on the carnival's side yet also a huge troll. He's ready for any sort of attack even when the target is simply this burger. It's not an attack on his life and he'll only have time to scrunch the foil around it in his hand and toss it upwards into the air out of harm's way. Yet he doesn't move himself to follow it nor attack himself. "Ah, hand slipped."