[ That comes out immediate, sincere, fierce. There's nothing that she can see that could be considered tainted about Sanson. She knows about how reputations can taint, but the misunderstanding surrounding death... Sanson outlines it perfectly.
Death isn't foreign to her anymore. She is dead. She has been dead. Her past life's memories are still heavy in the back of her mind. It's a weight she still can't fully hold and lift on her own, but she's slowly training to. ]
Thank you for telling me. I'm glad you trust me this much. If you can reach a plane called the Throne of Heroes, you can't be bad. I... I have been talking to others, and I have been told that it's how I use my powers that matters, not what my powers are. I don't think the shroud of death is evil or wrong. It's necessary, but sacred is... too nice to describe what my duty is. But... your words... are familiar. [ Her voice becomes more faraway, older, like she's quoting someone. ] —Do not despair for with death, comes hope and rebirth.
[ She shuts her eyes, and when she opens them again, she'll sound her age again and uncertain. ]
I don't fear being shunned here, but my power... is also that of destruction. I am to use it only as an absolutely last resort. The destruction I bring levels the ground so others can sow seeds of hope in the wreckage. The power I hope to use for the time being is my ability to create a force field to protect, and that's it, but if it does become necessary, I'll use my other powers.
[ She will be afraid of the extent of her powers for a while. ]
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[ That comes out immediate, sincere, fierce. There's nothing that she can see that could be considered tainted about Sanson. She knows about how reputations can taint, but the misunderstanding surrounding death... Sanson outlines it perfectly.
Death isn't foreign to her anymore. She is dead. She has been dead. Her past life's memories are still heavy in the back of her mind. It's a weight she still can't fully hold and lift on her own, but she's slowly training to. ]
Thank you for telling me. I'm glad you trust me this much. If you can reach a plane called the Throne of Heroes, you can't be bad. I... I have been talking to others, and I have been told that it's how I use my powers that matters, not what my powers are. I don't think the shroud of death is evil or wrong. It's necessary, but sacred is... too nice to describe what my duty is. But... your words... are familiar. [ Her voice becomes more faraway, older, like she's quoting someone. ] —Do not despair for with death, comes hope and rebirth.
[ She shuts her eyes, and when she opens them again, she'll sound her age again and uncertain. ]
I don't fear being shunned here, but my power... is also that of destruction. I am to use it only as an absolutely last resort. The destruction I bring levels the ground so others can sow seeds of hope in the wreckage. The power I hope to use for the time being is my ability to create a force field to protect, and that's it, but if it does become necessary, I'll use my other powers.
[ She will be afraid of the extent of her powers for a while. ]