Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161129145539/@comment-25073873-20161208133825

Erissa nodded, but didn't reply. In fact, she wanted to tell Alan what exactly was wrong, but she couldn't, as pain and mental trauma sealed her lips shut. She was just unable to ... reply. It didn't matter what she tried, and her body was not the thing facing issues. It was her eyes and mind. The headache was terrible.

''I wish I could tell you all ... my eyes are getting more and more powerful ... and so unstable. I started percieving the structure of the world ... the equations of people themselves. My mind can't handle all this meaningless numbers ... I can't take it ... my eyes are breaking my mind as I open them, and even now I see the equation of my eyelids burned into my retinas ... I can't shake the pain ... I ... don't understand. I'm not a fucking Fontaine'' thought Erissa, her mind unable to rationalize what she was seeing. Things humans couldn't comprehend no matter how hard they tried.

Using her eyes for so long, and focusing entirely on the enemy, Erissa didn't realize she passed her time limit, and her eyes automatically overloaded, for she couldn't control them, just switch them on or off. If this continued, she realized her visual area in her mind would be burned blind. The consequences would be worse than reading an elder scroll with no training but full understanding of what one was looking at.