Seth was never one for fishing. Others usually did it with their family on camping trips, but that was far from anything his family would ever consider doing. Later in life, he spent all of his time in the city, far away from the water. His closest experience with fishing was a school trip to the aquarium or when he ate at a sushi restaurant.
Yet as he sat there, down an arm and holding onto a fragment of his soul with a set of phantom threads, he couldn't help but wonder if fishing lessons would have helped.
Nevertheless, despite his inexperience in the subject, Seth focused on reeling in his catch slowly but surely. Thankfully, he still had some control over his ability, yet every movement of the spectral strings caused his vision to blur and his mind to be drowned in pain. The more he worked, the more his mind wanted to slip away and focus on something else, anything else, just to have a peaceful end.
