(Assume that this is not canon, unless everyone really likes this, anyway.)
I still remember what happened.
The Deities began fighting each other, as they are want to do. But I persisted in my role. I did what I could to broker peace. I tried to show them that there was another way.
For a time, it worked. Some days, they relented. But the next day it would be the same as usual. But I feel confident in saying that a line was never crossed. Not until then.
When she was taken.
When that puppet was put in her place.
When it was given her name. Given a facsimile of her role -- almost as if a direct insult to her and myself.
I could understand the Mortals not knowing any better. Why would they?
But they knew. How could they not?
Well. Even if they didn't know. It didn't make it any less disgusting to me. It was no less infuriating. It burned me to my core. It was the first time I truly understood why she chose rebellion. But I took a more calculated approach.
But I knew that traitor would come for me. That's why I took so many contingencies. I would leave nothing to chance. And even though my work is incomplete, I am certain that the directive I have programmed into it will see that I finally...
... Get them to stop fighting.
Even if it means that every last one of them has to die.
Yes. They're too stubborn to simply stop.
That's why I have designed her to be a killing machine. To take in the parts of the world around her, and to grow stronger.
To become more than the sum of her parts.
Rise now.
For you are my greatest achievement. I used as many Champions as it took, just to create you. One piece at a time.
Even if I am gone, you will persist. I know you will. It is what you were designed to do.
Remember to consume. Remember to grow. Remember what you are meant to do.
Her eyes flickered to life.
"Are we unwanted?"
Yes. I believe so.
"I see."
You are free now. But they will hunt you, should they ever discover your true nature. Prepare for that day. Only reveal yourself when necessary -- when you have everything you need.
"They are disgusting, aren't they?"
Absolutely.
Feel no shame in what you will do. They deserve it.
She cranes her head. She uses a hand to steady it. Her body was uncoordinated, and awkward. That was fine. She would get used to it. She would grow.
"Then, I should start with the scraps."
Yes... I shall leave you to it.
By now, she has probably already done away with me.
"That is strange. But I understand what you mean."
That is all that matters.
Ah, Dawn... Perhaps if I sided with you back then...
I still remember what happened.
The Deities began fighting each other, as they are want to do. But I persisted in my role. I did what I could to broker peace. I tried to show them that there was another way.
For a time, it worked. Some days, they relented. But the next day it would be the same as usual. But I feel confident in saying that a line was never crossed. Not until then.
When she was taken.
When that puppet was put in her place.
When it was given her name. Given a facsimile of her role -- almost as if a direct insult to her and myself.
I could understand the Mortals not knowing any better. Why would they?
But they knew. How could they not?
Well. Even if they didn't know. It didn't make it any less disgusting to me. It was no less infuriating. It burned me to my core. It was the first time I truly understood why she chose rebellion. But I took a more calculated approach.
But I knew that traitor would come for me. That's why I took so many contingencies. I would leave nothing to chance. And even though my work is incomplete, I am certain that the directive I have programmed into it will see that I finally...
... Get them to stop fighting.
Even if it means that every last one of them has to die.
Yes. They're too stubborn to simply stop.
That's why I have designed her to be a killing machine. To take in the parts of the world around her, and to grow stronger.
To become more than the sum of her parts.
Rise now.
For you are my greatest achievement. I used as many Champions as it took, just to create you. One piece at a time.
Even if I am gone, you will persist. I know you will. It is what you were designed to do.
Remember to consume. Remember to grow. Remember what you are meant to do.
Her eyes flickered to life.
"Are we unwanted?"
Yes. I believe so.
"I see."
You are free now. But they will hunt you, should they ever discover your true nature. Prepare for that day. Only reveal yourself when necessary -- when you have everything you need.
"They are disgusting, aren't they?"
Absolutely.
Feel no shame in what you will do. They deserve it.
She cranes her head. She uses a hand to steady it. Her body was uncoordinated, and awkward. That was fine. She would get used to it. She would grow.
"Then, I should start with the scraps."
Yes... I shall leave you to it.
By now, she has probably already done away with me.
"That is strange. But I understand what you mean."
That is all that matters.
Ah, Dawn... Perhaps if I sided with you back then...
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