Aldrich looked down at his hands, at the last flickers of shadow leaving them, flowing past the flower vase and stack of books he held. "So what? Does that mean my Boundary has a high probability of being useless?"
"I would not say so." The Death Lord held the sleeping Chrysalis out towards Aldrich. "This one may have her own unique soul, but at the same time, it is not truly unique.
It is a soul that developed using your own as a template. She may be a separate being, but fundamentally, she is still you. Odd, though." The Death Lord cocked her head at the Chrysalis's sleeping, sweetly innocent smile. "I would never have expected you to have a side like this within you."
"If there was ever a side of me like that, it's long gone," said Aldrich.
"Hmm. Not gone. Buried." The Death Lord smiled. "It is not a bad thing, to have a side of light, of warmth, like this within you. It balances your being and makes you more interesting.
