[Poseidon blinks hard a few times to try and clear his blurred vision, his entire body heavy and still not really feeling like it belonged to him. He felt like he could just lay back down in the sand and go to sleep for a few hundred years, but the sound of Choromatsu's voice- something he hasn't heard in nearly a week- snaps him out of it.
He lifts his head blearily, his trident having been dropped a few yards away after Totoko's demise. His armor is all gone, even the stone at the center of his chest, leaving a glowing point of light near his sternum as his body tries to reconstitute itself.
Choromatsu looks strange to him, not wearing his usual affects of the sea...but it's no mistaking it. It's his son.]
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He lifts his head blearily, his trident having been dropped a few yards away after Totoko's demise. His armor is all gone, even the stone at the center of his chest, leaving a glowing point of light near his sternum as his body tries to reconstitute itself.
Choromatsu looks strange to him, not wearing his usual affects of the sea...but it's no mistaking it. It's his son.]
...Choromatsu? But...but how-