Atlas smiled as he deactivated his skill. For a moment or so, he felt what she felt—her worry, her fear, her love for him coursing through like an unbroken thread between two souls. It wasn't just empathy; it was intimacy. A connection so raw and vivid that it startled him. He hadn't known this would happen when he used the 'Observer Perspective'.The depth of her emotions hit him harder than any physical force ever could.
Her love for him was palpable, suffocating in its purity. Palpable enough to make his chest tighten with both gratitude and guilt.
"Well, didn't know having a loving sister would be such a pain in the ass," he muttered under his breath, but his lips betrayed him, curving into a grin he couldn't suppress even if he tried. Not because it was forced or performative—it was genuine. Genuine in a way that felt foreign yet deeply familiar.
