[To say the creature maintains control of its sentience is a vast overstatement; whatever actual consciousness it held onto was desperately dragged out of a violent abyss, and merely clings out of the faintest hope that its suffering might end. The desperate frustration it experiences with Omega's question—and the apparent disinterest in fulfilling the request—is apparently enough to collapse the rest of it.
Darkness descends around the inorganic being, masking the simple architecture and towering trees of the settlement with a decaying swamp unpleasant to every sense. The illusion can be seen through with enough specialized spellwork, but not entirely dispelled. However, the being that used to be a Fae can only be spotted again once it's already above Omega, diving toward the uninfected with spindly fingers outstretched.]
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Darkness descends around the inorganic being, masking the simple architecture and towering trees of the settlement with a decaying swamp unpleasant to every sense. The illusion can be seen through with enough specialized spellwork, but not entirely dispelled. However, the being that used to be a Fae can only be spotted again once it's already above Omega, diving toward the uninfected with spindly fingers outstretched.]