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It still isn’t its own thing. It has no soul.
How do you know that?
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It still isn’t its own thing. It has no soul.
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Probably some kind of soul or consciousness. You’re still you, even if you lost something like your arm.
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Either way, credit where it’s due.
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*Scowls*
It’s not its own thing. The same way your muscles aren’t their own creature.
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*Nods*
Then I’m sure we’re all feeling the exact same way about the whole thing.
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Without sugarcoating? It’s scary for sure. But I trust him to come back for us. I’m sure you feel similarly… Assuming all your fragments see your relationship the same.
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Magic and my medicine.
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I’m good on that front. Just ate with the kids before coming here.
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What do you mean?
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Sure. But if you think about it, the skeleton itself was never alive, it was a part of something alive.
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*Scrawls some pictures on a napkin*
I think of a golem as something dead being given life. There’s often some kind of core that keeps it together.
*Draws a large cartoon skeleton*
A skeleton could be a golem, but it could also just be a skeleton. It depends on how it came to life.
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*Shrugs*
I think so, but you can call it whatever you want in the end.