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letsdeadaland2025-08-16 03:29 pm
letsplayamod) wrote in letsdeadaland2025-08-16 03:29 pm
Wouldn't you like to use more than words?
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... Or is it?
You've been tossed down here by the will of the Titan, but what you find is A helping hand swooping you up - possibly literally, and potentially out of the grasp of the Titan himself.
Not a moment after, you're whisked through another rift, this one a shimmering gold. Into a realm of slightly more stable platforms and a lot more shit to look through. The area is practically littered with the ill-gotten goods of a thieving God (who is happy to note via pop-up illusion that you are touching his stuff). Here, however, you are safe; assured that Typhon cannot find or hurt you here.
For the moment, you can breathe before the next part comes.
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... Or is it?
You've been tossed down here by the will of the Titan, but what you find is A helping hand swooping you up - possibly literally, and potentially out of the grasp of the Titan himself.
Not a moment after, you're whisked through another rift, this one a shimmering gold. Into a realm of slightly more stable platforms and a lot more shit to look through. The area is practically littered with the ill-gotten goods of a thieving God (who is happy to note via pop-up illusion that you are touching his stuff). Here, however, you are safe; assured that Typhon cannot find or hurt you here.
For the moment, you can breathe before the next part comes.
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... Ha. Even when he was still reeling from the destruction of his village in the first days of his stay in Okhema, Phainon was never as jittery, never as paranoid as Alex. But that boy didn't even understand the concept of giving up, so hearing those words now...]
It sounds like you want to stage some kind of prison break, if you intend to make changes yourself.
[Look. She doesn't even need to say that she's in. If not for herself, than for most of the others here.]
Do you have any idea how to accomplish that?
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[ No. That's not quite right. ]
They weren't gods. We are.
I'm sick of sittin' around, waiting for the next people to die. I'm the God of Life, right, I... I think it's time to do something with that.
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...]
... You've been here longer than I. Is this void all there is? Have you seen a river, or heard any running water in the distance?
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There was. Right when I woke up- did you feel it? I thought, for a few moments...I was in a river. Cere and Velvet said it was, maybe...the Lethe?
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That... I wasn't sure if it was real. It felt so different from this place.
[But if everyone else saw that, that's good. It's a start.]
In Amphoreus, the river that all dead sail down is the River of Souls. Our path to the underworld. But the man I once told you about - Mydeimos, the true immortal? He fought against that tide to return to the realm of the living. The river has to be the key.
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It was. At least...I'm pretty damn sure it was. [ Everything was so different from the last time he died. He...fixates on it, a little. ] Then we'll figure out how to use that river to our advantage. It's gotta be a good place to start at least.
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[... Still. While she doesn't trust their new companion, they still need information.]
We should ask Fenyx about this. At the very least, she can clearly scout where we can't.
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[ Because at this time we still believe Aoi will be joining them along with Quark. ]
I don't wanna distract her from bringing them here.
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[Yes she's leaving out Seymour. She can't say she cares about Seymour, after what he did.]
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Yeah. Exactly. Dying's...not easy. Even when you've done it before.
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[Almost idly, her hand reaches up to her chest, pressing to the spot over her heart.]
Even more so when what you've been told about the afterlife doesn't match any of this. I'm sure in addition to everything else he's feeling, Quark might be extremely confused in an afterlife without bribes and the tallying of wealth.
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'Course that's what his people... Yeah. It ain't what I'm used to too...but that's an improvement for me. For him, he'll probably be quaking in his boots.
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... He left money for you, you know. For the Divine Treasury his people believe in.
[No judgement. No rolling of her eyes. She's respectful of everyone's beliefs, because nobody gave her any grief when she was making shrouds for the dead.]
He wanted you to be able to bid on your next life. I'm sure he hoped it would be a better one.
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H-he what?
[ His profits. His currency. When he promised he would not go soft, that he wasn't that sort of person, he— ]
...I-I... I didn't know. I...
[ Oh. Oh, he's feeling some kind of way about that. Just as much of a way as Quark offering for him to come live in space. ]
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He could have given you a bare minimum, like those who offer up so little to temples and altars and only do so for the act of it. So that they can feel good, and be seen doing good. But no... he gave you something that he thought would help benefit your next life.
[She... was glad, that the younger ones in their group had him for another few weeks after she died, at least.]
He was... a lot softer than I think even he knew.
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The jackass tryin' to tell us he didn't care...
[ But, of course he does. If he didn't, he wouldn't have offered his home.
It makes him both angrier at Seymour and himself. He wishes he told him, while alive, just how much everything meant to him. Not hold it back, behind awkward shame. ]
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[... She still thinks to all those centuries ago. For all the moments she and Hysilens bickered, for as much as Hysilens seemed to only focus on her role as Cerydra's sword... she'd been the first. The only person who came to Aglaea to check on Aglaea when the first Flame-Chase Journey began to wear on her. Everyone else asked for the Goldweaver, but Hysilens...]
... And those are some of the ones we must treasure the most.
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[ she chuckles. ]
Perhaps it's time we all embraced our godhood a little more while we're being ignored like this. As a group of tremendously optimistic fools I used to know might say: fuck it, right?
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[ Alex grins, despite everything. ]
We're still up and walking around. That means it ain't over.
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Trust me... The void ain't all it's cracked up to be.