he  lie  awake,  the  hour  is  late  and  the  young  prince  should  be  fast  asleep  by  now,  but  he  found  his  nights  plagues  with  insomnia,  ironic  really⌠ â  or  were  it  excitement  that  kept  him  from  drifting  off  to  sleep?  absendminded, he  taps  a  pencil  against  his  chin  as  he  hummed  curiously  to  himself  wondering  what  to  write  about  next.  there  was  a  dim  light  in  the  corner  and  a  notebook  opened  in  from  of  him,  he  lied  flat  on  his  stomach  with  his  feet  in  the  air  behind  him,  he  was  still  a  boy  now,  excited  to  tell  his  closest  and  dearest  friend  the  wonders  about  the  time  they  had  spent  apart,  he  put  his  pencil  to  the  paper  and  began  to  tell  her  of  all  he  had  endured  since  last  they  wrote  one  another.
 hey  luna,    it  began,  faded  under  â hey â  was  the  word  dear,  he  wanted  desperately  to  seem  casual,  or  cool.
 so,  since  we  last  spoke  a  few  new  things  have  happen,  so  buckle  up⌠ got  a  lot  to  share  with  you.  where  to  start⌠ oh,  i  know  theres  been  talks  of  me  moving  into  my  own  place,  i  told  dad  that  i  wanted  to  start  gaining  some  independence⌠ as  usual,  he  looked  saddened  by  it  â  i  recall  him  smiling  a  lot  more  when  i  was  younger⌠ i  wonder  if  iâm  growing  to  disappoint..
 he  felt  himself  holding  his  breath,  and  took  a  deep  breath,  an  odd  tactic  he  pulled  to  stop  himself  from  crying  over  things  not  yet  true.
 well,  in  any  case,  iâll  be  leaving  behind  this  room  â  i  already  told  you  how  i  felt  about  it⌠ its  more  like  resting  chambers,  never  really  felt  like  my  own,  you  know?  im  glad  to  be  leaving  this  whole  place  behind,  really  coming  into  my  own  and  all  thatâŚÂ Â
 there  was  an  odd  twist  in  his  stomach  as  he  scanned  over  the  paper,  heâd  been  so  selfishly  talking  about  himself  and  his  own  experiences  that  heâd  not  asked  her  a  single  thing  about  what  she  was  doing⌠ how  she  was  doing,  he  moved  to  write  the  next  line:
 uh⌠ anyway,  what  about  you  luna?  how  are  you  doing?  i  wanna  hear  about  all  youâve  been  doing  since  we  last  talk  â  i  imagine  youâre  busier  than  me,  with  all  that  oracle  stuff⌠ kinda  cool,  right?
weâve  not  seen  each  other  for  how  long  now?  iâve  been  trying  to  keep  track  but  it  seems  like  the  years  keep  speeding  by.  i  canât  wait  to  see  you  again  luna.
    yours , noctis    talk soon, noct.  @moonbless
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â somebody else came through earlier. you should have seen the look on my face when it wasnât you! â
â letâs forgive each other and forget, go back to how things used to be? â
â right now i wouldnât talk to me if i were you. â
â iâll have to pick up the pieces somehow, and figure out how to get on with my existence. â
â we have caused such violence in the intervening time, that we must take this as a real victory. â
â the only one responsible for all of this is you. and i thought even you would have understood that by now. â
â what is it with you gods talking behind the backs of all your friends? â
â the world you seek out thereâŚitâs even crueler than the one you know. â
â look, i donât hold grudges, you know that. â
â i didnât mean to lose my temper with you. â
â the fates are pretty mean to keep on doing this to you. â
â i hardly think this is the time or place to indulge your overwrought imagination. â
â for our sparring practice, thereâs no teacher than the real thing. â
â they say a lot of things about me; and theyâll tell you, ample caution is in order. â
â either your limitless power has considerably waned, are you are up to something. â
â i risked everything by helping you out there. â
â my voice is nothing but the crunch of gravel underfoot compared to yours, which soars as though on wings. â
â is clinging to a memory what keeps the soul from fading? â
â donât know what it is about you, but i feel like i can be me with you, you know? â
â war, much like the heavens and the sea, can be considered as a force of nature. â
â if you know that you could only see me for but a momentâs timeâŚwould you still make the journey for me? â
â i, too, wish for a lot of things. unfortunately thereâs no unraveling the fatesâ patterns. â Â Â
â i left when it was necessary. i thought of you and hoped youâd understand. â
â all of which you think you have achieved was merely handed to you. â Â Â
â the past me, itâs as thoughâŚit wasnât even me. this is me, now. â
â in war, one must take sides, and you had best choose mine. â
â i do not act by whim or by mistake. â
â we can learn from our mistakes or we can keep repeating them. â Â Â
â thereâs nothing you can do to hurt me. â Â Â
â soon doubtless itâll be your portrait hanging on that wall back there. â
â just donât go starting any wars you donât intend to finish. â
â you do something for me, in the meantime: donât give in to what youâre feeling now. â
â it is not often i attempt to kill someone and they survive. bravo! â
â why does the soul remain, after the body bleeds, and dies, and turns to ash? â
â all gods and goddesses are to be feared. â
â what more could i have even done? could i have swayed you, in any other way? â
â i tried, with all my might, with all my heart, you must know that, and still, it never was enough. â
â iâm pleased to see your fatherâs stubbornness is manifest in you as such determination. â
â iâm really starting to hate you. you know that? â
â iâm with you every step. then i will probably ignore you like the rest. just warning you ahead of time. â
â use caution with the tone you take with me. â
â if you have any sense remaining in that head of yours, i caution you not to discuss this here and now. â
â you saw something in me i never knew was there. in turn, with you, i feltâŚ.calm. whole. â
â i only know that i was filled with rage. â
â the fates decided this for us, i guess, and soâŚwho are we to complain? â
â i pray the fates not ruin all your dreams as they did mine. â
â whatâs the worst that could happen? â
â they left their mark upon the world. shall you? â
â your mockery of me may temporarily embolden you, but achieves nothing useful in the end. â
â what exactly is it that makes you feel entitled to show me such disrespect? â
â iâve got to admit, you are really frustrating, you know? â
â i seem to have this whole âeasy-to-underestimateâ thing about me. â
â you seem a little quieter than usual. dare i even say a little somber and remorseful, for some reason? â
â keep following that heart of yours. itâs good enough a guide, believe me. â
â you always seem in good spirits, though. â
â a loving heart is a forgiving heart. â
â just in case it hasnât been made clear as crystal lately, let me tell you: when presented with the opportunity, donât ever reject me. â
â you know, i got to say i had a few concerns when we first met, your father being who he is and all. â
â i like it when my prey bites back. â
â youâd best not take for granted my affection yes, iâve lots of it to go around; but i can just as easily rescind such privileges. â
â donât be messing with my feelings. my loyaltyâs hard-won and quickly lost. â
â the truth is iâm a lover, not a fighter. â
â you truly take me to the best of places. â
â death shall come. either to your enemies, or you. â
â a mortalâs life is short, and fraught with pain; is that truly the life you yearn for? â
â you think you are superior to me? you are a fool. â
â i grow angry merely thinking of your situation. â
â i wanted to apologize for when i pried about your past. â
â nobody gets out of here, whether alive or dead. you think i jest? you think i havenât tried? â
â they got me, finally, of course. but not before i broke them first. â
â you are immortal, but in a manner, you can die. â
â you have a lot of nerve â but little else. â
â youâre either naive or youâre much too kind, or both. â
â despite whatever difficulties youâve encountered, again and again, you have never yielded. â
â though, that war? donât ask me about it again. all right? â
â you may not make your father very proud, but it is just the opposite with me. â
â even iâm beginning to fear you, i think. seems i donât know you as well as i thought. â
â you have a worried look about you. spare me your thoughts? â
â names are there to be forgotten. â
â you honor meâŚi have done nothing to deserve this. â
â oh, how i hate to fight with you like this! â
â follow your heart? thatâs odd advice, especially from you. â
â the fear of death keeps mortals well in check. youâd best learn to fear something yourself. â
â you are going to get me in a heap of trouble before all is said and done. â
â iâll hear no more such wicked lies, half-truths, or quarter-truths. â
â well, if you wonât say it, iâll say it. good-bye. â
â i know of no one, nothing stronger, other than the love we share. â
â iâve some memories iâm not quite ready to give up on, yet. â
â you seem less warlike than the rest. â
â i am unmade, unwhole, here in this place, alone. â
â my past is not really worth mentioning. â
â you sound a little tongue-tied. just like you always used to around me. â Â Â
â you should be ashamed of yourself, and learn your place. â
â this look like a shoulder to cry on to you? â
â âŚyou know who you sound like right now, donât you? i canât believe this. â  Â
â i think, deep down, you are still that inexperienced little godling that you used to be. â Â Â
â i always had doubts the gods were listening. that they could even hear. â
â i was just checking up on you, justâŚlet me know if you wanted to talk, for any reason. â
â if thereâs one thing i know, itâs that the three fates always get their way. â
â hey, youâre not alone. youâre not alone, ok? â
â youâre not exactly easy to approach, you know. â Â Â Â Â Â
â i grieve for you, my friend. â
â are you lecturing me about healthy relationships with family? your family is the most broken and corrupted in the history of the entire concept. â
â you think you can just walk away from me? â
â how about it, then? care for a drink, with me? â Â Â
â you are entirely too young to have had meaningful experience with loss. â
â something the matter, there? or have you come to torment me some more with idle chat? â
â you will find me waiting for you once you get here. every single time. â
â men worship ares willingly; they are so much like him. â
â while loveâs the force that brought me and countless otherâs low in life, it also brought me and countless others strength. â
â beware the narrow distance between hastiness and swiftness. â
â a crashing wave or thundering tempest are nothing to a broken heart. â
â think back on when you started all of this. you now know so much more. are capable of so much more. â
â as ever, you think only of yourself. â
â this is where you belong. you feel out of place? where would you even go? your place is here. â
â your path is yours to shape as you see fit, regardless of the fatesâ design. â
â youâre no god! youâre nothing but a piece of trash, born into all of this. â
â you seem to have me all figured out. and here i thought we were still getting to know each other. â
â leave me be, and donât think youâre going to be so lucky next time we meet out there. â
â you have the tendency to ask too many questions. â
â i smell the blood on you. you are severely wounded. â
â donât be messing with my feelings there. my trust is hard-won and quickly lost. â
â if you wish to test the fine relationship weâve built, why then, i can confirm youâre testing it, all right. â
â donât ever take me for some thoughtless nymph to be manipulated. â
â donât get on my fatherâs bad side like that and youâre going to be fine. â
â howâs your endless toil treating you? â
â iâd never trade my bow for all that pomp and armor. but, to each their own. â
â let me see you now for what you truly are. â
â was i deceived, in thinking this of you, of us? â
â i get what i want around here. â
â donât you dare look at my like that. â
â life isnât particularly fair. iâd have expected you to know as much. â
â iâm leaving. try and stop me. â
â when i inevitably, inadvertently trample all over your feelings at some point, please tell me, all right? â
â you donât even know who i am. who i was. â
â wonât you come back to me? when you are able, please. come back. i shall be waiting here, however long it takes. â
â never met a god that bleeds like you. red. like a worthless mortal. â
â i got to hanf it to you. you donât back down. you donât ever back down. â
â iâve a tip for you: donât be slow! â
â iâŚfeel awful. iâŚi have to go. â
â once people set their minds to certain things, it can be difficult to show them other possibilites exist. â
â thereâs something that iâve wished to tell you: thereâs no shame in your upbringing. â
â i have known too many far too proud to accept help, even when it was sorely needed. â
â may you yet come to your senses. â
â you canât be serious. youâre going to pretend as though it never happened? â
â seems iâm left to thanking myself, since youâre too proud to do it. â
â fight like iâd fight out there. â
â you left, without so much as telling me good-bye. â
â youâve such weak blood, and such a temperament⌠â
â i am very, very sure i havenât murdered anyone. â
â i am truly blessed simply to have made your acquantince. â
â you wish to take advantage of my pity? â
â it comforts me to see how far youâve come. â
â iâve always wanted to kill a god. youâll have to do. â
â you donât have to give me something in return, it was a gift! â
â you know iâd take you if i could. â
â who might you be, wandering all the way out here? youâre trespassing on private property, you know. â
â really, youâre kicking me out? why? â
â youâre funny, but youâll break. they always do. â
â you must think that i abandoned you. you think i had a choice?â
â youâre stuck with me forever. remember that. â
â you know these heroes by their deeds, not by their character. â
â some would question the destruction which you sow, but i shall never do so. i fully understand your impulses. â
â youâre quite effective at locating me, but not so good at leaving me in peace. â
â you donât need me & i donât need you. â
â you lived through all that? â
â my heart soars, knowing you live. then it breaks, that our time together was so brief. â
â youâve only me. and i have only you. â
â sulk in your chambers all you like, for i care not. â
â where did you goâŚ? what did you doâŚ? â
â monster! you have no bearing, grace or courage! â
â youâre beneath the notice of the gods. i have earned their favor. â
â your youth provides you with a certain mindless strength. â
â wait. i donât think i owe you any favors, here. â
â you appear to have grown stronger since when last we interacted. â
â pleaseâŚit was never my wish to hurt you. â
â death is your only family. â
â i too was born of darkness, but i chose the path of light. â
â donât know how come everybody doesnât sing. lightens the mood, passes the time. whatâs not to like? â
â you come from the bowels of hell. this is not your place. â
â heroes? mere mortals, same as all the rest. â
â offend me, and iâll drain the last traces of colour from your cheeks. â
â punishment is not the path to rehabilitation. â
â youâre nothing like your father. i mean that as a compliment. â
â i just hope that their intentions are as pure as they appear. â
â donât be sad, pretty much everybody dies sometime. â
â iâve done some things that maybe arenât great. â
â actions beat intentions. â
â my fits of anger come and go just like the tides. â
â you know, iâd rather have my eyes put out, but thanks for offering! â Â Â
â you will need to face your fears someday. â
â true wisdom only comes with age. â
â something has stirred within your heart. i can always tell. â
â orâŚwaitâŚwhat is this, did you just ask me out? â
â iâm getting awful sick of seeing your smug face, time, after time, after time. â
â your humility is matched only by your perseverance in the face of adversity. â
â your stubborness shall only bring you pain. â
â sometimes, our hearts become so full that they could burst. if only you could see how much i care. â
â wait, youâre not serious. that famous sense of humor shining through. â
â iâm surrounded by my family, but i always feel alone. â
â i shall make myself quite clear in one respect: i fear i have a lack of patience for discussion. â
â thought i might find you all the way out here. although, quite frankly, iâm surprised youâre still alive. â
â absolute silence is my general preference. it may not be yours. â
â i just like to see you menacingly smile. â
â donât tell anyone about this, understand? â
â i told you i donât need your help. â
â youâre much too modest for someone with such a number of heroic deeds to their name. â
â if anybody asks, weâre even. â
â we had a lovely time getting to know each other. we laughed, we cried! â
â whatâs the matter, you gone soft or something? â
â be sure to add those to the list of words youâll eat someday. â
â you know iâd do just about anything to aid you. â
â you again. i told you to stay clear of me. â
â in spite of all your efforts, it is probably the case that you still have a long and painful road ahead. â
â youâve always cared for me. i canât ever repay you for that. â
â i just thought iâd say, that was well fought back there. â
â hush, itâs the god of trash, come once again to filthy up this place. â
â changed your mind yet, or looking for more pain and suffering? â
â maybe get some sleep or something? you look pretty beat. â
â look, iâve got a reputation to uphold. â
â your fatherâs quite the big shot around here, but that means nothing to me, understand? â
â you donât have what it takes. nobody does. â
â thereâs no returning to the way things used to be. â
â can i offer you some words of advice? get over yourself. â
â fear is for the weak. â
â you now what i like about you? the way you bleed. â
â may all the death you bring become the stuff of legends told in fearful mortal whisperings around the world. â
â i just happen to think you deserve better than youâve got. â
â no love without pain. â
â you know what? i think weâre finished here. â
â i know youâre not in a good spot right now. â
â what youâre attempting is impossible. â
â iâm not your practice partner, fool. â
â first you defy me openly, and now you lie. â
â admit it. you canât stop thinking about me. â
â maybe this might numb the pain a bit. â
â somethingâs troubled me a little, about you. â
â your failure is quite easily imagined. how often it recurs! â
â found this, thought of you and all that, soâŚhere. â
â how i love these unexpected little run-ins with you. â
â what brings you back around this way again? â
â now whatâs the matter? itâs like youâve been up feasting day and night, youâre barely standing, everything ok? â
â if it wasnât you proposing it, iâd like to call it madness. â
â iâll sleep when iâm dead. â
â you must see plainly, then, what your birthright amounts to: youâre no better off than any of us here. â
â iâll do my best. for both our sakes. â
â the world is not all lies and deceit as you make it out to be. â
â you fight so desperately. at first i thought you simply lacked in patience. but now i see itâs urgency that drives you. â
â you donât know who or what youâre dealing with. â
â who are you to judge, you misbegotten, shameful, unfilial maggot? â
â youâre getting real predictable, you know. â
â ahh, so you are taking pity on me, then? â
â thank you for making me feel welcome in your pleasant home. canât say the same for most places iâve been lately. â Â
â while i know what you meant, i donât want you to say such things again. â
â look at you, youâre hurt there pretty bad. â Â Â
â i canât be completely sure but, what you said just now i think contained some of the component pieces of a compliment? â
â youâre stubborn. however, so am i. â
â you think me cruel, yet no nothing of cruelty. â
â you just stick with me, iâve always time for you. â
â you look a little down and so i was just wondering, would you perchance fancy a song right now? â
â i get the feeling weâre starting off on the wrong foot. â
â a harsh winter is coming for you. and iâm afraid youâve brought it on yourself. â
â i was unkind last time. forgive my indiscretions thereâŚor donât. but i wished to apologize. â
â donât suppose i can talk you into fighting back this time? â
â go occupy yourself someplace else. â
â donât feel bad! it had to happen! but if itâs any consolation, itâll probably happen again! â
â youâre running from yourself. â
â wine does have a rather special way of making everybody look even more beautiful than ever. â
â i am not interested in having company, especially from you. â
â my faith is prone to shakiness sometimes. â
â youâre not your father, thank the gods. â
â iâd ask you to join me for a drink, but i know youâve a task ahead of you, and liquor dulls the senses. â
â youâre more stubborn than your father. i never thought that such a thing was possible. â
â remember, next time, that on my whim i can take everything from you. â
â havenât we had more than enough of each other by now? â
â i get the feeling iâm being watched. â
â youâve berated me repeatedly and often. â
â you ever lose somebody dear to you? â
â as you grow long in years, perhaps you shall learn better judgement as to whom to trust, and whom to never, ever disrespect. â
â stay focused on the hunt, and itâll help keep the pain at bay. â
â you are just so spontaneous, and iâve a liking for that sort of thing! â
â no one gets out of here, whether dead or alive. â
â what is it that youâre after, reallyâŚ? â
â do not throw away your life as i did mine. â
â you do not take all your defeats to heart, do you? thatâs good. â
â the fates can twist intentions. i donât want to take the risk. â
â sometimes you make me feel alive again. â
â weâve been through a lot, and i think weâll be going through a lot more yet. â
â feelings we sharedâŚthey faded, with time. â
â learn well to shut that foolish mouth of yours, or i shall shut it for you. â
â i knew so many warriors who would throw away their lives for glory, believing that the gods were on their side; refusing to consider that their opponents felt the very same. â
â you didnât need to vent all that inner turmoil onto me throughout my life. â
â swear to me that you shall never repeat what you are about to hear. swear it! â
â sometimes i wonder whatâs going through your head. â
â i can do this. i can do this. i can do this. â
â you have a good heart. keep listening to it. â
â you picked sides, and things are not the same. â
â all the terrible choices iâve made. by the time you have existed for as long as i have, pray youo will have made fewer. â
â please open your mind to the fact that there are those who care about your wellbeing. â
â i know you mean well. from the bottom of my heart, i thank you truly for the thought. â
â how can somebody be so brash yet hate to take unnecessary risks? â
â i know we canât exactly change the past, but we can try to move forward. â
â you didnât answer my question. though, you know something? forget i asked. â
â just checking in on you, but iâll be on my way again shortly. â
â you would speak to me of foolish mistakes? â
â do not question my power. â
â i donât hate you. i donât think i can ever hate you. â
â iâve decided not to kill you. no sport in cornered prey. â
â i never thought iâd hear you talking about looking forward to working. you feeling alright? â
â it has been far too long. although, the passing of the time was very kind. â
â i have been thinking on this for some time, and iâve a declaration i must make: i shall hear no more of your silver-tongued lies. â
â may i have this dance for old timeâs sake? â
â no matter how far you run, it doesnât make your problems go away. â
â i ever tell you youâre a real sweetheart? because, if not, iâm telling you right now. â
â oh donât worry, iâll be back in fighting shape in no time. â
â itâs not that iâm upset or anything. you know iâm not, but truthfully iâm a bit annoyed. â
â youâve got quite the fighting spirit in there, i have to say. â
â âŚanswer me something. what am i to you, exactly, as of late? â
â if youâve not anger enough for it yet, youâll learn, i promise you. â
â i shall bring desolation upon those who wrong you. â
â you know nothing of tempers if mine is your frame of reference. â
â let me save you lots of future suffering: i happen to be the jealous type. â
â i was really hoping we could change the subject. please? â
â finally you cleared the mess you caused. â
â i never grew accustomed to the air, up here. it gusts senselessly whichever way it pleases. â
â i need your help with something. as iâm about to risk it all. â
â love tends to blossom in the strangest places at the strangest times. â
â normally they grovel, then they scream. they shut up eventually, but not you. at least, not yet. â
â you know, you ainât near as bad as iâd heard! â
â so now you know. but, only half the truth. â
â you are and always will be an insufferable brat. â
â they say both gods and mortals are notoriously poor at estimating how long it takes to get anything done. â
â iâm warning you, iâm not susceptible to bribes. many have tried. â
â by my estimation, you have slain at least a thousand souls. â
â everyoneâs saying i went easy on you. â
â no, on quite the contrary iâve been under no impression that avoiding conflict is an option here. â
â i donât exactly know the ways of mortals. â
â itâs not just you swept up in all this nonsense now. you didnât ask for me to get involved but what did you expect? â
â if only i had wisdom such as yours, so that i was more capable of picking up on subtle jabs and insults such as that. â
â did i detect some hesitance on your part just then? perhaps you knew that you were making a mistake. â
â i need you in my life! how can you justâŚturn me away like this? â
â no. no mournful speeches. now get out of my way. â
â you neednât lavish me with your faint praise. â
â our memories are warnings. when you have lived as long as i have, you come to understand your weaknesses. â
â you speak as one whoâs not experienced war. â Â Â Â
â youâre looking kind of down. normally youâre all smiles, for whatever reason. â
â your heart shall never carry you astray. â
â it almost sounds as though youâve broken up with me. â
â come now, i donât think thatâs anything to be concerned about. â
â where did you steal that kingly blade youâre brandishing about? it seems ill-fitting for one such as you. â
â if thereâs one thing iâve learned since we met, itâs that the trust we share is at the very foundation of our relationships. â
â so youâre realizing now that your entire image of me came from your imagination, is that it? â
â sorry, my lips are sealed. how about we change the subject? â
â you mistook me for someone who blindly follows orders without considering the implications. â
â you, in a healthy relationship? why yes, that i have to see. â
â you wonât tell me anything about you? youâre just going to leave me to speculate, forever? â
â oh, would you look at whom i found, all by their lonely self. â
â sometimes our tempers get the best of all of us. youâre fortunate mine didnât get the best of you back there. â
â you really need to learn to stop meddling in othersâ affairs. â
â was just thinking about you. â
â i may not be the one to kill you. but iâll soften you up for whoever does. â
â i have been waiting for a special moment to confess my great appreciation for your deeds. this momentâs special enough, isnât it? â
â all mortal life is fragile; it simply is a struggle to survive. â
â it wasnât any of my business to pry into your personal life. i should have asked. â
â what do you say we deal some death together? â
â the more you step away from your responsibilites, the less you shall want anything to do with them. â
â what we were once, i wonder if itâs but a falsely ringing memory of mine⌠â
â in all your boundless intellect, iâd have expected you would know i see through your intentions, plan as day. â
â ii shall not lie to you again. that much, i swear. â
â oh, i donât have the heart to keep exacting vengeance on you. â
â privileges are earned, not begged for. â
â i thought we had an understanding. but, this wouldnât be the first time i was wrong about someone. â
â i have every confidence youâll someday clamber from the shadows into the light. â
â no paradise awaits you. â
â did you miss me? i thought iâd steal away a bit and that together we might make up for lost time. â
â when blood is spilled and death is dealt, i simply cannot remain discontented for too long. â
â unlike my present company, i do not ask too many questions. â
â whatâs life without a little pain. â
â such a waste, all for your foolish pride, that you should care more to be remembered by those you shall never know than to be loved⌠â
â you chose to die in glory, not to live in peaceâŚand all for what? â
â whatâs the matter there? gone awful quiet. did i hurt your feelings? â
â please, if not for your sake, then for mineâŚdo not return. â
â you blame your ancestors for your own weakness? â
â i still grow frustrated with myself quite often and donât always know whom to turn to. â
â iâll just remain here, comfortably at rest, for some untold millenia. â
â the world has a limitless capacity for pain. â
â well, if you do require some emotional support, know that i likely shall be standing over here. â
â youâre not fooling anybody with your feigned benevolence, you know. â
â iâm just an old killer, yet you treat me like iâm the one whoâs royalty around here. â
â life and death are inextricable, and war is often what connects the two. â
â someday or night you shall look back on this, and thank me. â
â i can no longer tolerate my life here in this place. â
â they said you were headed this way. i said iâd stop you. â
â if you were being too pushy, you better believe i would have put you back in your place, royalty or not. â
â i am leaving, even if it kills me. â
â hey, canât ever be too careful when it comes to peopleâs past and feelings and stuff, right? â
â should you ever go to warâŚdo look me up. i imagine i would take your side. â
â have you given any thought to justâŚleaving me alone, and going back to wherever it is you came from? â
â and here i was beginning to think we had something special going. â
â iâm worried youâre going to burn yourself out if you keep pushing yourself past your limits. â
â whoever it was you used to be, i believe youâve changed. â
â iâm no mere mortal. â
â i suppose this must be what itâs like to be a god. being shown affection such as this. â
â admittedly i was quite good at it, but i was nothing other than a killer. â
â no need to get emotional, is there? iâm not the sentimental type. â
â all that pent-up rage behind your smiling words⌠â
â donât ever fall for mortals. use them if you must, but do not waste your love on those who waste away. â
â i was never terribly fearful of gods. they seem to have their struggles much like mortals do. â
â i would ask you to think of your well-being for the time, not mine. â
â must say youâre very good at hiding your worries. âÂ
â anger fades. anger burns hot, then burns out. whatâs left is a dull ache. â
â you have much to be proud of. youâre a great warrior. a great instructor. a great friend. â
â you must know the seven types of love by now, donât you? why, i have several types of love for you! â
â sometimes i fear i shall develop some sort of grudging respect for you. â Â
â as you grow long in years, you gain more burdens and responsibilities, until they bind you. â
â youâre being very nice to me, and that makes me suspicious, understand? â
â you like me? i never thought, iâŚdonât know why that sounds so strange, coming from you. â
â just know thatâŚif you feel the way i doâŚyou know where to find me. â
â i still have feelings for you, i think. â
â youâre a god. iâm telling you to learn to act like one. â
â we were invincible together, werenât we? though, i have never missed those days⌠â
â i like being on my own and all, but itâs been nice, talking to you like this. â
â youâve done more for me than iâve any right to expect, from anyone. â
â the heart can make us do the strangest things, canât it? â
â i would never have been remotely prepared for everything iâve had to face, if not for all your guidance. and i donât just mean the violent stuff. â
â youâre not so bad, you know that? careful with that, or youâll undermine the ruthless reputation you have. â
â well, for all his failings, iâm thankful that he did not teach you how to hate. â
â i donât know that i hate anybody, really. â
â there are a myriad of tales to be told, of both great deeds and of vainglorious defeats, and this has been a tale that falls somewhere in the middle. â
â there is no replacing your presence. i felt that before we ever met, and now i know for sure. â
â mortals are so bent on clinging to their lives, that many among them would gladly kill for it. â
â listen to me. i donât know how else to put this, but, i want you to come home. â
â i think we understand something of loss, now, donât we? â
â hey, look, i can tell youâre struggling right now⌠â
â you must know i often hunger for destruction, almost uncontrollably at that. â
â you still have no idea how to be up front with me, do you. why donât you tell me why youâre here, and what you want. â
â the destruction you have sown, the sheer carnageâŚnothing can surpass that. â
â i do not think i ever would have asked for help, at any point, becauseâŚi donât entirely know how. â
â but hope alone is worthless without action, is it not? â
â as bloodshed has become somewhat of a necessity in my situation, i am very grateful that youâre with me in this. â
â many mortals strive for greatness all their lives, never quite realizing there is no existing formula for it. not even a specific definition for it. â Â Â
â there are aspects of my country that i miss, from time to time. the stark, bright beauty of that strange, wondrous land. â Â Â
â i think for many of us, it can come as a surprise to learn that love and war often go hand in hand. â
â you donât have what it takes. â
â quit messing with my heart. â
â youâre nothing to me anymore. â
â say, you must know a lot of big shots, donât you? other gods and all that? â
â i trust, from time to time, you stop to ask yourself how come you choose to fight. â
â you cannot change the course that has been set. try all you like. â Â Â Â
â we donât all share the same demeanor, nor see eye to eye. though all of us, i think, wish you the best. â
â iâve known great men throughout my life, and i can always tell when someoneâs better than their circumstances. â
â i am quite capable of making your life plenty difficult. â
â i bet whoever it is that loves youâŚitâs because of who you are. â
â i lay the blame entirely upon you, yes. who else? â
â i think, deep down, you are not the heartless harbinger of retribution that you want everyone to think you are. â Â Â
â in my domain, you either find your place, or you learn your place. â
â you have no idea how good youâve had it here. maybe someday youâll come to understand. â
â do not mess with me right now. â
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