Iluso: Tulpa

Illuso returned home and ran his hand over the crisscrossing grooves carved beneath the bed long ago, feeling his way through the intersecting lines until he made out a phrase.

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V·I·E·N·I·Q·U·I, come here. His imaginary friend was greeting him.

No CP. This is a conjecture about how Illuso's Stand awakened, or what affected his ability, with the story extended based on one possibility. This interpretation is very personal.

Sorry if this upsets you, but I'm not changing it (she said that.jpg)

Theme: A child's childhood is so fragile