selphieetheiryss

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transferring my rp blogs to a central acct so I don't have to follow blogs from my personal looool.

@selphieetheirys! same name, just attached to a different account, @themoonswriter will be the follow back!

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— and immortality's gold blinded him to the mortal curse of loneliness.

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running queen sphene.exe

delete my gentle memories.

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Days Gone By, Days Yet To Come

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LOOK AT ME! I have lived... a thousand. THOUSAND of your lives!

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"I do not know the shape of his pain, nor how it shaped him into the man he became. But I know that when man first tasted loneliness and fear, bitterness and despair, he shared in their torment.

And now, as we are called to sleep, he beams. And I know─I know it is because of you.

Thank you."

-Hythlodaeus, from Days Gone by, Days Yet to Come

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Melodies of Life - Loves Lost Refrain

Selphie Etheirys

A FFXIV/FFIX original character loved by Kate.

Located on Balmung, Crystal - Selphie Etheirys. Carrd | Twitter

Welcome. You have chosen: PROJECT FILE: IX-S-Type Series Cloning Project Also Known As Project: Sephone These are highly classified files and will be deleted upon log-out of user and restored to the Allagan Cloud Server With Highest Security Protocols In Place - Users Found In Violation Will Be Terminated Without Prejudice. You have been warned. These Files Have Since Been Updated By: ###UNKNOWN SOURCE CIRCA SEVENTH ASTRAL ERA Please Note: Subject No Longer Goes By Original Name of Sephone Given During Cloning Process. Current Name: Selphie

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An excerpt from an Endwalker drabble.

What composure she had maintained throughout it all had begun to splinter and crack, and as her shoulders hunched over, a small sob escaped her lips, “Oh, Hades… she was so angry,” and a miserable smile rose to her face even as tears flooded down her cheeks and onto her lips, “As angry as you are - isn’t that funny? Furious, both of you. Can you imagine that? Can you imagine Io angry? But she was, she even yelled at me - she yelled at me, and I have never seen her so angry in my life. Both of you demanding explanations I cannot give, both of you bargaining for what I cannot offer. I knew you would be angry, but I thought she would accept it, like Hytholodaeus did - of course he did, because he and I are one and the same and he knew as I did when he came to me about offering himself up - neither one of us shall be swayed. But neither you nor Io could ever accept such a thing without a fight, could you? Both of you are so aggrieved by my actions, perhaps rightfully so, I cannot judge either of you. I suppose I would be too, if I were in your shoes.”

Though the tight knot of anger still held fast in his chest, he moved forward at last to envelop her in his arms, bringing her to sit on the bed so she would curl up against him. Rare was it that Azem would cry - even more rare was it to see Persephone cry. More often than not, when she did, they simply were tears of anger or frustration - but seeing her cry now out of profound sorrow had left him feeling dizzy and numb as he held her tightly against him. He had come here to confront her in a torrent of anger, feeling every sense of betrayal the moment he saw her - and now as he felt the wetness of her tears against him, he realized that no one could ever make her feel more guilt and anguish with herself than what she had already condemned herself to feel.

While she would stand up and wipe away the evidence so no other soul would know - though she would leave for her final thing travels with her customary beaming smile gracing her face, he knew that it was simply a lie to reassure those of Etheirys that feared the oncoming Final Days - their Azem would not cry, would not buckle under the pressure and succumb to despair.

He hated it.

He knew the feeling that arose in him was selfishness - crude greed that threatened to swallow him. While his work to stave off the destruction of their Star was genuine, while his love for Etheirys and her people was sincere, and none could sway him from the course he and the other members of the Convocation had set upon - holding Persephone in his arms now caused a selfish and ugly feeling that while they deserved the salvation that he and the others would bring - why did they deserve to be comforted by her? Why was it that she had to give herself unto the people, allow them to pile onto her all their grief and despair, all the while pretending foolishly that she had none of their own?

The thought terrified him suddenly - and he very nearly began to plead with her to change her mind, to bring Io with, if only so she had someone to rely on - so she would not become one of the abominations by allowing herself to be the lightning rod to which people could expel their grief and fear. But he knew she would tell him no, just as she told Io herself. And instead his anger grew again - Io had nothing keeping her here, she was not shackled as he was! How could she say she would protect Persephone, using him as a reason to justify it, only to so easily give in to her request?!

He of all people knew how stubborn Persephone was - this was true, but if she cared as much as Persephone insisted she did - why was she not here now? He had no choice but to stay, it was his duty to the Star, and he would show Persephone that it was also out of his love for her, that he pushed ever forward, even if she could not join him. He would hold his faith that the Convocation would save them all, and just like that day at the Bureau, she would come back to him, and their souls would sing. He could not join her, but he would do anything to ensure she had a home to return too.

And yet Io was content to lock herself yet again into the cage of a bird, to be covered with a sheet to allow herself the blind faith that things would turn out alright when it would be taken off - and it ignited in him blind hatred and fury that in these final hours, she allowed Persephone to wear her down.

‘I have never been alone,’ she had said tearfully - and suddenly he was frightened of what that loneliness would do to her.

His grip on her tightened as he began to place gentle kisses on the crown of her head, slowly moving her so her tear stained face looked at his - looking at her with one last hope, “Stay, just one more night- you do not need to leave right this second. Stay with me, please. Sephone, just one night, it is all I ask-”

“No,” her voice was soft, but firm as a hand moved to cradle his cheek before moving to carefully take his mask off, “Hades… you are only setting yourself up for a painful reminder in the morning. Giving yourself the hope that in the morning I will still be here, curled in bed next to you. But you will not - that hope will be robbed from you when you pull back the covers and find me gone. No… I do not wish to hurt you anymore than I already am.”

Cruelty sparked at his tongue when he spoke again, yellow eyes harsh and stony as he looked upon her, “Do not lie to yourself, Persephone. Is it that, or are you afraid your resolve will falter? That you will perhaps wake up and realize this is nothing more than another one of your fantastical whims?!”

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❝ Were we in love? Is that why it hurts to look at you? Because this soul you plucked out and put inside this body is crying out at seeing the villain you've made yourself to be, all for me? ❞

❝ ...yes, we loved each other. In my grief, I succumbed to my weakness. And in doing so, I damned you to this fragile body, this diluted and frail soul that is but a small fraction of who you once were. How can I bear to look upon you, when you look at me so? You are right to hate me, I hate myself. ❞

❝ But I don't hate you. That's the problem. I love you. But is it me, the one who has lived this new life you've given me - or is it her? ❞

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