[It's a story that feels achingly familiar. Fandaniel himself wants to die, to be rid of his pain. He'd even destroyed his world to kill himself and take everyone down with him when he went. There was spite in the great murder/suicide, but Fandaniel also feels he acted out of mercy. Maybe Etheirys died screaming but now, at least, there is merciful silence there.
His story isn't the only one. Hearing Ryoji speak sparks a memory in the shadowed depths of his mind. A girl with feathers of inky blackness, a void of nothingness.]
'Tis a frightfully common tale, the one that birthed you. In the course of existence, all societies eventually learn the truth; that they will never be free of fear and sorrow, anger and despair─of loneliness─so long as they yet live.
Which begs the question of why you would ever wish to live among them. Surely if you wished to taste misery there were far simpler ways...
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[It's a story that feels achingly familiar. Fandaniel himself wants to die, to be rid of his pain. He'd even destroyed his world to kill himself and take everyone down with him when he went. There was spite in the great murder/suicide, but Fandaniel also feels he acted out of mercy. Maybe Etheirys died screaming but now, at least, there is merciful silence there.
His story isn't the only one. Hearing Ryoji speak sparks a memory in the shadowed depths of his mind. A girl with feathers of inky blackness, a void of nothingness.]
'Tis a frightfully common tale, the one that birthed you. In the course of existence, all societies eventually learn the truth; that they will never be free of fear and sorrow, anger and despair─of loneliness─so long as they yet live.
Which begs the question of why you would ever wish to live among them. Surely if you wished to taste misery there were far simpler ways...