(Cornelius also never met his grandfather, but after hearing about uncle Edgar, especially Oswald's perspective on that? It's for the best that he didn't. He relaxes slightly and nods his head.)
If I cannot face my own dungeon again, I have no right to bear a persona.
(Battling shadows is only part of his training, as he said. He must be able to handle the mental stress of this realm and no place pushes Cornelius to his limits like his own dungeon. Despite his bristled fur, the pooka holds a look of resolve and draws his sword. To be fearless is one thing. To act in the face of fear is another.
Despite stepping through the gates towards the forest, the dungeon takes them directly into the castle, in one of its highest rooms. A window provides a view of the forest and the dungeon exit, but with no visible way of climbing down. There aren't any shadows in this room, but stepping outside is another story...)
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If I cannot face my own dungeon again, I have no right to bear a persona.
(Battling shadows is only part of his training, as he said. He must be able to handle the mental stress of this realm and no place pushes Cornelius to his limits like his own dungeon. Despite his bristled fur, the pooka holds a look of resolve and draws his sword. To be fearless is one thing. To act in the face of fear is another.
Despite stepping through the gates towards the forest, the dungeon takes them directly into the castle, in one of its highest rooms. A window provides a view of the forest and the dungeon exit, but with no visible way of climbing down. There aren't any shadows in this room, but stepping outside is another story...)