Jon looks mortified, and steps over to take a hurried look at it. Had someone gotten in and used it? Was it starting to do something new of its own accord? God, was it going to just start fucking creating limbs out of nothing, is that something he's going to have to deal with?
A look and a reluctant touch reveal no such wetness to him, though. Honestly, that makes it all the more troubling.
He shuffles a handkerchief out of his pocket as Shen Qingqiu speaks, passing it over. Even if it wasn't wet to him, there may have been something on it, and considering he'd been the one to invite Shen Qingqiu over to look at the damned thing, it's the least he can do. He listens attentively, even still; it's incredible what he's able to glean, even without having any of the direct contact within his own world.
"One of the very same, yes. They all go by many names, but the simplest one for this is Flesh," Jon explains, turning his back on the grinder (with a great deal of reluctance). "The fear of being and becoming meat, the same as any animal taken to the butcher, but... additionally, the fear of mutilation, your body being changed against your will, or simply being made to resent your body. From what I've come to understand, it only began to truly become a tangible fear when factory farms began to operate on a large scale."
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Jon looks mortified, and steps over to take a hurried look at it. Had someone gotten in and used it? Was it starting to do something new of its own accord? God, was it going to just start fucking creating limbs out of nothing, is that something he's going to have to deal with?
A look and a reluctant touch reveal no such wetness to him, though. Honestly, that makes it all the more troubling.
He shuffles a handkerchief out of his pocket as Shen Qingqiu speaks, passing it over. Even if it wasn't wet to him, there may have been something on it, and considering he'd been the one to invite Shen Qingqiu over to look at the damned thing, it's the least he can do. He listens attentively, even still; it's incredible what he's able to glean, even without having any of the direct contact within his own world.
"One of the very same, yes. They all go by many names, but the simplest one for this is Flesh," Jon explains, turning his back on the grinder (with a great deal of reluctance). "The fear of being and becoming meat, the same as any animal taken to the butcher, but... additionally, the fear of mutilation, your body being changed against your will, or simply being made to resent your body. From what I've come to understand, it only began to truly become a tangible fear when factory farms began to operate on a large scale."