Naturally I would think not. However, I would ask that you not lump me in with my other worthless relations. Their tedious little powerplays interest me little.
[ Which is true, to a degree. In the heat of the moment, when he is playing a role, Emet-Selch might just enjoy it a little. Palace intrigue. Politics. Dancing circles around all of the other pieces on the chessboard. He is always several steps ahead, laying the foundations for future moves and advancements before anyone really understands. By the time that they do, it is often too late.
However, watching humans struggle time and time again is not satisfying. Not really. Just when one might think that there is some promise, they fall short. Mortal man does not impress. Even when they have the chance to become more, to overcome such base instincts, they always fall prey to Ascian designs. Power. Might. Gaining an edge. Mortal man of this era will never be different.
This is what he sees even now, the Warrior of Light's own people ready to just throw him at a problem that they, themselves, cannot solve. It matters little how well loved someone is. They are still laying him at the altar. A sacrifice for the "good of all."
Hades wonders about such things. How those people can bear the weight of that choice. ]
I suppose you wouldn't. Zenos, fortunately for him, more closely resembles his mother. Come along now. 'Tis quite the brisk walk back to the park and doubtless you are prepared to be out overlong.
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[ Which is true, to a degree. In the heat of the moment, when he is playing a role, Emet-Selch might just enjoy it a little. Palace intrigue. Politics. Dancing circles around all of the other pieces on the chessboard. He is always several steps ahead, laying the foundations for future moves and advancements before anyone really understands. By the time that they do, it is often too late.
However, watching humans struggle time and time again is not satisfying. Not really. Just when one might think that there is some promise, they fall short. Mortal man does not impress. Even when they have the chance to become more, to overcome such base instincts, they always fall prey to Ascian designs. Power. Might. Gaining an edge. Mortal man of this era will never be different.
This is what he sees even now, the Warrior of Light's own people ready to just throw him at a problem that they, themselves, cannot solve. It matters little how well loved someone is. They are still laying him at the altar. A sacrifice for the "good of all."
Hades wonders about such things. How those people can bear the weight of that choice. ]
I suppose you wouldn't. Zenos, fortunately for him, more closely resembles his mother. Come along now. 'Tis quite the brisk walk back to the park and doubtless you are prepared to be out overlong.