"The astral line exists in my world as the plane where souls go when their bodies die." Chrno sighed, looking rather downcast. If he didn't know what it was, then he probably couldn't help. But it couldn't hurt to ask.
"Demons feed off that. It is where our powers come from. Well.. demons with horns, anyway." He sighed again, finding it difficult to give the abridged tale.
"I am a demon. I lost my horns in a fight. And to transform into my true form, I need to.. well.. absorb the astral line. Since my horns help me with that, the only way I can transform is through a contractor." His expression almost turned desperate as he approached the doctor, hands clasped in pleading.
"You don't think that maybe you know of something here, or anywhere, that I could use instead of Rosette's soul? I could find her without risking her life." If the doctor knew how to not be affected by time stopping, then there was a chance...
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"Demons feed off that. It is where our powers come from. Well.. demons with horns, anyway." He sighed again, finding it difficult to give the abridged tale.
"I am a demon. I lost my horns in a fight. And to transform into my true form, I need to.. well.. absorb the astral line. Since my horns help me with that, the only way I can transform is through a contractor." His expression almost turned desperate as he approached the doctor, hands clasped in pleading.
"You don't think that maybe you know of something here, or anywhere, that I could use instead of Rosette's soul? I could find her without risking her life." If the doctor knew how to not be affected by time stopping, then there was a chance...