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“I’m a better son than Ky’lar ever has been~”

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Cain moves to pat Seph right on the head for no reason at all.

She made a soft sound of protest, though she made no effort stop him. It reminded her too much of what her mother would do after she’d had a particularly good training session.

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       “--------Are you sure you don’t just need, like, a ten year long NAP? ‘Cause I think that might do you some good. Naps help me when I’m in a bad mood.”

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She made a soft sound of protest, though she made no effort stop him. It reminded her too much of what her mother would do after she’d had a particularly good training session.

While she might have made no effort to stop him, Cain didn’t seem to quite care about her actions or rather, in-actions for the time being, and that more than likely was for the best. Either way, it wasn’t like he minded what she did; he was simply here as an observer after all, “You know, many would be yelling right about now... or scratching.” He mused out lightly.

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@originclsin

As much as he didn’t want to ADMIT it, he hadn’t talked about what had actually happened between himself and Abel before. In truth, he didn’t WANT to talk about it, he left everything he had known, and for what? Due to the creator, he then traveled for years, and was almost killed. Well, close enough to death as he would ever get, but there was still part of him that wished that he could actually get rid of that act ---- change the past, but it was too late now. Even if he didn’t kill his brother? Things woulds till be the same... he would still be DAMNED for eternity one way or another.

“I’m sorry.”

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@originclsin   replied to your post ““I don’t recommend revenge. it tends to have repercussions.””

"....But it doesn't matter if you can handle it or not, Cain. Though---I suppose you don't have to listen to your mother anymore. You are grown.'

“I can listen to you and not pay attention. If anything, eternity has shown me that there are far too many things that need to be fixed. If Revenge is the only answer? Well, I will have to deal with the consequences the same way I managed to deal with them when I killed my Brother.”

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@cinvhetin-verd

While Cain might have been keeping tabs on specific people, he knew that eventually, one of them would fall with-in his grasp. If anything, he hadn’t spend the last GOD forsaken years trying to learn everything he could about this ‘modern’ age. The food tasted gross, the people were worse, and he WISHED that things could go back to a more simple time, but as it stood? HUMANS, more importantly the other CHILDREN of his mother seemed to ALWAYS be on the move, but it wasn’t just them it seemed. 

As much as he TRIED, he knew that there was an inescapable fate that he was BOUND to, and there would be NO way possible to get around the simplistic fact of what he was. Yet, at one point in time, he might have wanted to end it all, but those thoughts were LONG gone ---- there was only VENGEANCE left, and the occasional fill of RAGE that he never could get rid of.

“----- It’s strange isn’t it?” He finally managed to get out even though his mind was elsewhere, “They will throw ANYONE behind bars that doesn’t fit into their so called ‘claims’ of society these days.”

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@nervousmando

As much as CAIN wanted to ask QUESTIONS about the one he had heard rumors of, he couldn’t DENY that he SHOULD have kept his DISTANCE, and not even BOTHERED. Humans these days were disgusting ---- at his PRIME, there was nothing like this; nothing of the SORT, but at the same time, there was no DENYING that things had changed. He had changed. 

Either way, his EYES lifted from the ground for a few moments, HE needed to be able to not do what other’s had done. He wanted to be NICE, but at the same time? What exactly was NICE to someone who had walked the world LONGER than most would even  remember? It was just being polite it seemed. 

“---- You must be, Tari.”

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@masteroflightanddark

To say the very least, Cain wasn’t expecting ANYONE; it didn’t matter who it was, he already was having a BAD day, and more than likely that meant he would end up on another spree of absolute un-checked RAGE.  It was usual to say the very least, it ALWAYS had been, but still, there was the part of the matter that the man wasn’t in control of this situation, and that was un-nerving in the longer run of things.

Either way, he didn’t seem to CARE about that for the moment, and there was something he couldn’t pin-point there. She was, beauty, grace, and for some reason, he was DRAWN to her. He just didn’t know WHY.

However, there was a SLIGHT amount of HESITATION, either way, he didn’t know if there would be any way to actually SPEAK with her, and after-all this time? His SOCIAL skills were still slightly LACKING in the object of being close to people. There was still a FEAR about what he had done so long ago.  

“Do you need help with anything?” 

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@theredconqueror

It was quite CLEAR that eventually, everything would more than likely come into a full CIRCLE, and while usually CAIN would have stayed out of the so called  ‘games’ of the presence? For now, he decided to throw away that simple agreement he made in the back of his mind. If anything there was so much to be said about GOD’s back up-plans, they usually failed, and they were not exactly the best. Cain should have been OBLITERATED for what he did, but here he was... still ALIVE.

“---- And what exactly are you?”

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@primxs

He knew EVENTUALLY this day would COME, he knew all about the STORIES, and about HER. It was, in some cases REALISTIC ---- No one was GOOD enough for the damnable PRESENCE that some would call GOD. He spent so many years trying to PLEASE the BASTARD before finally going over the edge. It was a SIMPLISTIC truth wasn’t it? No one could LIVE up to his EXPECTATIONS, no one was DECENT enough, and no one was exactly LIKE him.  A fatal FLAW in the great plan of CREATION. One that he himself couldn’t get out of no matter how hard he tried.

“What do you WANT?” 

His question was SIMPLISTIC and to the very POINT of the matter. He was DONE with Heaven’s so called games, DONE with the creator’s GAMES that seemed to have VANISHED out of his own CREATION. He couldn’t deal with the disappointment. 

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@burnxcold

There was always so MUCH to be said about anyone these days; it could have been locked in a FILE considered for what some could call for special eyes only and other times, it was RIGHT out in the OPEN for everyone to see. 

Humans were so DILUTED these days, they RARELY saw what was in-front of them, and the EARTH itself was so MALFORMED due to them. Yet, it wasn’t his PLACE anymore to DEAL with their depravity. If anything he simply WATCHED and WAITED --- they would eventually DESTROY themselves, CAIN knew this; war, disease, anger... it would eventually all BOIL to the point where HUMANITY would become worse than the so called ‘demon’s’ that seem to be coming out of the wood work.

However, for now, those thoughts were PUSHED aside for the time being. They were not needed. For now, he needed to FOCUS on the TASK at hand, and keep his mind clear. If anything, he didn’t want to SEEM like the rest of the IDIOTIC human race. Idiots the lot of them.

“It’s not HARD to see the so called ‘EARTH’ has turned to shit.” He managed to muse out lowly, “More to the point, it seems someone’s little plans managed to fall through; took a few thousand years, but eventually EVERYTHING comes full circle.”