[ He'd told Pierce. Pierce, whom he likes because the man simply does not have the capacity to care for anything. Apathetic Pierce, whom refuses to participate unless directly impacted.
Daniil has reason to pursue matters, to become true competition to Set, as he tries for his goal. Tries something. Still, he types slowly. ]
I want — the house, the Balfours, whatever greater power is here — I want to be noticed by it.
I seek notoriety to entreat with it, and I do so by portraying myself as an entertaining antagonist.
the house is in charge here, it thinks this whole game is entertaining. it explains why set is so eager to play, when a god should be above such things. ]
i see
but to what end? the power you speak of plays with our lives without care, you surely can't trust anything it might do.
And? I could no more trust Ra, the greatest of the Ennead, for her whims.
If I can entreat with it, I can learn of it. From it. About it. I would do anything to find my footing in understanding it — even if it is not "understandable" in the traditional sense.
I want to return home. I have something there I have to finish, and someone is waiting for me.
[ Daniil won't know it, but the briefest of shivers runs down the length of his spine. A lingering horror in the face of an old memory: someone who wouldn't let him go. ]
It is not with blind hope or foolishness that I approach this task. I will study, learn, acquire resources. Take my time, to fully know what I am getting into before I hunt.
It is an idea, for now. Something to strive toward, lest I while away my time here emptily.
Since she was repeatedly targeted, I thought to save us all the boring drama of it. AND! She and Paul wasted the safety and livelihood of every other individual playing this game who died to wolves. "Oh Paul! Oh! Alina! I will never let you fall to the wolves, damn the others! Damn the others and let them perish, and it is Set who brings attention to the matter who will suffer for our love."
Like a soap opera reusing story lines. How is that entertaining?
Anyways, it is fine. I want the prize, and that has always been my goal. Winning as a team was one way of obtaining it, perhaps! Being voted out will not restrict my attempts. ♡
oh, yes. you didn't know that? he is the rightful king of the country i'm from. we met there, by chance. well i say by chance, it was more likely by design of the witch we were both involved with. he is trying to reclaim his throne, that's why he can't stay here.
No, I did not. I mean, most everyone has someone from their world. But, I never really assume what I have not observed or overheard.
[ There are a couple of stragglers, he has found. Lone individuals from solitary realms, who must forge relations among others busy with their kin and familiar own. Bit challenging, when there's all that pre-existing baggage to catch up on. ]
As long as he does not go around pretending his claim there means anything here, I wish him luck.
[ LIKE SOME PEOPLE ]
Even if I cannot imagine such a thing. Mortals have no authority to rule, where I am from. It is a patently foolish notion, to allow short-lived creatures such oversight.
vampires are not short-lived compared to humans. but if it is gods you mean, then we have none of those anymore. they died long ago. that's why our world is dying, too.
there's little left of them. stories passed down, that's all. no shrines or temples, no songs. it's why it fascinates me, the way gods are worshipped in other places. our culture lost all of that.
[ it upsets him more than he can say, and always has. no one else he knew was ever so preoccupied with it. he can't say why. ]
i'm not certain of anything, i only know the stories. and they are many, and vague.
but they never seemed right to me. i don't know. they say the sun god luminor loved the moon goddess nocturna, but she rejected him because they could not be together. he lashed out, and in his rage he killed her. then when he saw what he had done he was overcome with grief, and buried her far beneath the earth. then he killed himself, because he couldn't live with it.
later a group of humans found the corpse of nocturna and defiled it, and that was how the first vampires were made. and it was the end of humanity, because after that the vampires took control.
[ daniil your world is SO WORRISOME, like beyond the breeding program you already mentioned ( which is DEEPLY disturbing to set in a way that he cannot currently articulate ) ]
I can only speak for the experience I have, but — I managed to kill my brother. Even then, my sister resurrected him. However, he is trapped in Duat, unable to leave the underworld due to what I did. For gods to... truly kill one another, and kill themselves, is strange to me. Nigh-impossible. Even at my trial, they hesitated to put an end to my existence. Without us, certain aspects of the world have no foundation upon which to hold meaning. That is our purpose.
So, I would not say your hesitation to believe in the stories is wrong. I may not know your world or its make... but, I would not tell you to disavow yourself that uncertainty. Men like you often shake the understanding of the world among your kind.
[ he also will not speak on the topic of humans defiling a god's body, especially a corpse... it's too close to a difficult memory. ]
yes, but that's right! the world has no foundation. that's what's wrong with our world. without luminor and nocturna, it's just dying. but slowly, because we keep trying to hold on and survive.
i hope the stories are wrong.
we're looking for something, lexi and i, and the others we're with. if we find it, it's supposed to make things better. i didn't used to believe that, but lexi believes it keenly. he thinks it can save our world. or make him strong enough to save it, maybe.
That would make sense, then. Without your gods, your world must be returning to its most primordial state. Sometimes that is natural, though. All things end.
Just as it is perfectly natural for mortals to defy that, to their last breath. That is your right, as creatures given such boundless freedoms.
So, what is it that you and Alexei are looking for?
it's a relic, supposedly containing what remains of the blood of nocturna.
i say that. i'd never heard of it until a few months ago, when i asked a witch for help and her price was aiding the search. i didn't really believe in it, honestly, it sounded ridiculous.
but lexi believes, and his faith is. well not exactly catching, but it's something. he thinks it'll give him the power to take back his stolen throne.
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Daniil has reason to pursue matters, to become true competition to Set, as he tries for his goal. Tries something. Still, he types slowly. ]
I want — the house, the Balfours, whatever greater power is here — I want to be noticed by it.
I seek notoriety to entreat with it, and I do so by portraying myself as an entertaining antagonist.
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the house is in charge here, it thinks this whole game is entertaining. it explains why set is so eager to play, when a god should be above such things. ]
i see
but to what end? the power you speak of plays with our lives without care, you surely can't trust anything it might do.
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If I can entreat with it, I can learn of it. From it. About it. I would do anything to find my footing in understanding it — even if it is not "understandable" in the traditional sense.
I want to return home. I have something there I have to finish, and someone is waiting for me.
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It is not with blind hope or foolishness that I approach this task. I will study, learn, acquire resources. Take my time, to fully know what I am getting into before I hunt.
It is an idea, for now. Something to strive toward, lest I while away my time here emptily.
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this worries him. they have no idea what force holds them here. it's strong enough to hold gods, it's nothing to be trifled with. ]
be careful please.
i understand why you want to do this, but i don't want you to get hurt. if you turn its eye to you, you may not enjoy its gaze.
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As long as I can return home, I do not care what I must endure.
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alright
then the outcome doesn't really matter. give them the best show you can, and maybe you'll get what you want.
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It is worth a try, at the least.
Regardless, the show must go on.
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By the way! Your Alexei said if he doesn't want his prizeright AND you do not want it, then I can have it!
[ this fucker is incorrigible are you tired of being his friend yet ]
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you just got voted into the dungeons when naming alina backfired in front of everyone and this is what worries you???
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Since she was repeatedly targeted, I thought to save us all the boring drama of it. AND! She and Paul wasted the safety and livelihood of every other individual playing this game who died to wolves. "Oh Paul! Oh! Alina! I will never let you fall to the wolves, damn the others! Damn the others and let them perish, and it is Set who brings attention to the matter who will suffer for our love."
Like a soap opera reusing story lines. How is that entertaining?
Anyways, it is fine. I want the prize, and that has always been my goal. Winning as a team was one way of obtaining it, perhaps! Being voted out will not restrict my attempts. ♡
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there is always the chance that you're right and this will lead to a way home.
i don't overly want to go home, but lexi does. so if it's his prize that leads to a way, i think he would be happy with that.
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[ really that's the only thing that could make him irrevocably angry for now ]
Are you and Alexei from the same place?
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[ There are a couple of stragglers, he has found. Lone individuals from solitary realms, who must forge relations among others busy with their kin and familiar own. Bit challenging, when there's all that pre-existing baggage to catch up on. ]
As long as he does not go around pretending his claim there means anything here, I wish him luck.
[ LIKE SOME PEOPLE ]
Even if I cannot imagine such a thing. Mortals have no authority to rule, where I am from. It is a patently foolish notion, to allow short-lived creatures such oversight.
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there's little left of them. stories passed down, that's all. no shrines or temples, no songs. it's why it fascinates me, the way gods are worshipped in other places. our culture lost all of that.
[ it upsets him more than he can say, and always has. no one else he knew was ever so preoccupied with it. he can't say why. ]
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Gods do not die. Are you certain they were not called back to the cosmic sea? That happens. If they died... the world would be entirely unmade.
At least, that is how it is known to me. And I am a god forgotten and erased from knowledge.
cw: murder and suicide
i'm not certain of anything, i only know the stories. and they are many, and vague.
but they never seemed right to me. i don't know. they say the sun god luminor loved the moon goddess nocturna, but she rejected him because they could not be together. he lashed out, and in his rage he killed her. then when he saw what he had done he was overcome with grief, and buried her far beneath the earth. then he killed himself, because he couldn't live with it.
later a group of humans found the corpse of nocturna and defiled it, and that was how the first vampires were made. and it was the end of humanity, because after that the vampires took control.
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I can only speak for the experience I have, but — I managed to kill my brother. Even then, my sister resurrected him. However, he is trapped in Duat, unable to leave the underworld due to what I did. For gods to... truly kill one another, and kill themselves, is strange to me. Nigh-impossible. Even at my trial, they hesitated to put an end to my existence. Without us, certain aspects of the world have no foundation upon which to hold meaning. That is our purpose.
So, I would not say your hesitation to believe in the stories is wrong. I may not know your world or its make... but, I would not tell you to disavow yourself that uncertainty. Men like you often shake the understanding of the world among your kind.
[ he also will not speak on the topic of humans defiling a god's body, especially a corpse... it's too close to a difficult memory. ]
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that's what's wrong with our world. without luminor and nocturna, it's just dying. but slowly, because we keep trying to hold on and survive.
i hope the stories are wrong.
we're looking for something, lexi and i, and the others we're with. if we find it, it's supposed to make things better. i didn't used to believe that, but lexi believes it keenly. he thinks it can save our world. or make him strong enough to save it, maybe.
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Just as it is perfectly natural for mortals to defy that, to their last breath. That is your right, as creatures given such boundless freedoms.
So, what is it that you and Alexei are looking for?
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it's a relic, supposedly containing what remains of the blood of nocturna.
i say that. i'd never heard of it until a few months ago, when i asked a witch for help and her price was aiding the search. i didn't really believe in it, honestly, it sounded ridiculous.
but lexi believes, and his faith is. well not exactly catching, but it's something. he thinks it'll give him the power to take back his stolen throne.