The fall and nerve death probably should be more troubling than they actually are, but it's the feeling of Uroboros receding, leaving that really does it - he's not going to lose Uroboros, if he loses that then what does he have left—
There's nothing cathartic about the screaming or the rage, and all the struggling in the world won't save him now. But who cares about living when you can drag them to hell with you—
And then suddenly he finds himself in a dark room, abruptly released from the pain. For a moment the rage is still present, hot and blinding and almost overpowering, but as he begins to recognize the room and remember where he is, the anger begins to die off.
There's something almost akin to an ache in his chest where it feels like something is missing. Not the core, not the anger or hatred or pain, but Uroboros.
Jaeger suddenly feels very cold.
He's upright before he can think to stop himself (and maybe he would, just to let Wesker sleep for a few more minutes), his left hand finding the blastia while he steadies himself on the bed with his right. The cores are gone, Uroboros is gone, he's himself again and that...
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The fall and nerve death probably should be more troubling than they actually are, but it's the feeling of Uroboros receding, leaving that really does it - he's not going to lose Uroboros, if he loses that then what does he have left—
There's nothing cathartic about the screaming or the rage, and all the struggling in the world won't save him now. But who cares about living when you can drag them to hell with you—
And then suddenly he finds himself in a dark room, abruptly released from the pain. For a moment the rage is still present, hot and blinding and almost overpowering, but as he begins to recognize the room and remember where he is, the anger begins to die off.
There's something almost akin to an ache in his chest where it feels like something is missing. Not the core, not the anger or hatred or pain, but Uroboros.
Jaeger suddenly feels very cold.
He's upright before he can think to stop himself (and maybe he would, just to let Wesker sleep for a few more minutes), his left hand finding the blastia while he steadies himself on the bed with his right. The cores are gone, Uroboros is gone, he's himself again and that...
...How the hell does he deal with any of that?]