Besides infinity being something that represents exactly that - something that goes on forever, and eternity...there are a multitude of various subjects represented by it.
[ There's a pause, but it is intentional, because... ]
...For example, are you familiar with "Ouroboros"?
To simplify it, the concept of "Ouroboros" is an inherent representation of something that sustains itself upon a cyclical pattern - of a beginning and ending that continues in an unbreakable loop.
The fuel inherently being within itself, that ensures that it goes on with no end in sight. You can compare it to our own situation...
[ He walks towards the infinity door... ]
...Where 'wishes' are perhaps simply there and sustained by the very nature of corruption and infection running rampant.
[ Then, he reaches to try to open the door - they're going to give it a go at the same time, so he will wait for Thancred to do his part too. ]
Not unlike that of the circle of aether, then. In and out and in again. Life never ceasing, not truly, until something finally cuts the head from the tail.
There is tension in his posture, brow drawn in thought.]
Then one must find its beating heart, and shrivel its circle from all ends. What other choice do we have?
[His mouth thins. But he steps alongside, and reaches with Anaxa. Into infinity they go.]
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Besides infinity being something that represents exactly that - something that goes on forever, and eternity...there are a multitude of various subjects represented by it.
[ There's a pause, but it is intentional, because... ]
...For example, are you familiar with "Ouroboros"?
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The fuel inherently being within itself, that ensures that it goes on with no end in sight. You can compare it to our own situation...
[ He walks towards the infinity door... ]
...Where 'wishes' are perhaps simply there and sustained by the very nature of corruption and infection running rampant.
[ Then, he reaches to try to open the door - they're going to give it a go at the same time, so he will wait for Thancred to do his part too. ]
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Not unlike that of the circle of aether, then. In and out and in again. Life never ceasing, not truly, until something finally cuts the head from the tail.
There is tension in his posture, brow drawn in thought.]
Then one must find its beating heart, and shrivel its circle from all ends. What other choice do we have?
[His mouth thins. But he steps alongside, and reaches with Anaxa. Into infinity they go.]