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letsdeadaland2025-07-19 03:48 am
letsplayamod) wrote in letsdeadaland2025-07-19 03:48 am
Your past is always close behind
[The last thing you recall is likely your own death. Whether it was fast or slow, it's over now. And you're... where are you?
One moment, you were among the living. The next - you may be one of the unfortunate ones who actually died. In which case, you've found yourself flowing in the lazy rivers of the river Styx, unfathomably deep underground. Just for a moment, mind you. It's not long before your consciousness is yanked from the waters by some scary monsters, shoved into a healed body, and pushed through a portal.
Or, maybe you were caught red-handed and sentenced to your doom. But, instead of a proper death, you were whisked down into the Veins of Tartarus. And there's really only one place that could lead to.
Welcome to Tartarus.
Here, you are stranded. Lone platforms of unearthly stone float amidst a sea of stars and galaxies. None of it is familiar, some of the constellations are even in shapes of Typhon or a few gods you haven't met. Even stranger, occasionally, you might hear a voice that could be your own. Voicing a fear. A disgust. A regret.
Looks like this is a prison after all. But it's also... calm here. Maybe you can breathe, for now.]
[In Tartarus, the 'dead' have been revived, healed of injuries, and imprisoned. You don't need to eat or drink here. You still have all of your abilities and god powers, as well.]
One moment, you were among the living. The next - you may be one of the unfortunate ones who actually died. In which case, you've found yourself flowing in the lazy rivers of the river Styx, unfathomably deep underground. Just for a moment, mind you. It's not long before your consciousness is yanked from the waters by some scary monsters, shoved into a healed body, and pushed through a portal.
Or, maybe you were caught red-handed and sentenced to your doom. But, instead of a proper death, you were whisked down into the Veins of Tartarus. And there's really only one place that could lead to.
Welcome to Tartarus.
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Here, you are stranded. Lone platforms of unearthly stone float amidst a sea of stars and galaxies. None of it is familiar, some of the constellations are even in shapes of Typhon or a few gods you haven't met. Even stranger, occasionally, you might hear a voice that could be your own. Voicing a fear. A disgust. A regret.
Looks like this is a prison after all. But it's also... calm here. Maybe you can breathe, for now.]
[In Tartarus, the 'dead' have been revived, healed of injuries, and imprisoned. You don't need to eat or drink here. You still have all of your abilities and god powers, as well.]
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Her smile doesn't falter at all. Aglaea keeps herself too composed for that, for the most part. But there's somewhat of an ease of tension, when Alex speaks up.]
I assure you, I'm truly here, Alex. As real as the rest of you.
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But you shouldn't be!
You shouldn't've died again!
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[Her tone softens at that, just a little.]
But fate hasn't been kind to us, has it?
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What the fuck... What the fuck could be strong enough to kill you?
[ He hadn't been there the last two weeks, but he remembers seeing her in battle. Seeing her restrain Omega without breaking a sweat. Aglaea? Someone could...? Because she wouldn't have hurt anyone.
In his heart, he knows that. ]
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[Flatly. Bluntly. She has no reason to hide that. Not when that bastard would attack one of the most innocent among them.]
I was more focused on stalling for time, and I paid the price for it.
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Alex is taken aback for a few reasons there. The guy was always saying some weird things but...
But there's a more important question. ]
Who...were you stalling for?
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[But Aglaea's lived a long life, and has seen much hardship and bloodshed. Even if a wound isn't immediately fatal, she knows how fast people can bleed out or go into shock. Especially if it's a small, scared teenager.]
... I'm not sure what happened to them. He killed me when our fight took us to the temple.
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Maybe they'll be okay. Maybe— ]
Fuck. Fuck.
Why the hell would he... Jesus, they're just kids.
[ Said as if he isn't one. Not anymore. ]
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[Just that word... even when talking to Typhon, Aglaea's voice never had that much ice in it. Her tone is still calm, but brr.... if she had Cerejeira's brand of weather powers, all of Tartarus might have frozen over just now.]
If it had just been me... [She can't say it's fine, because she'd promised to look after the younger ones. She promised to be there to help free Lebkuchen from the demon chaining her soul. Unlike last time... she'd have more regrets.] But he went after them first. After Typhon told us he'd bring someone back from the dead.
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Back from the...
[ What would he have done? To fix his mistake. To rewrite his failure. He's already admitted to Wendy, she wasn't the only one who considered that week.
But them? But... living at the expense of so many others like that? Could she have even looked him in the eye? ]
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—Fuck that.
Jesus Christ, we've got proof Athena can do that without all the fucking theatrics and deals and shit, how fucking dare he?
[ No. No, it wouldn't be worth it. It couldn't be. ]