Isn't it odd how your moral high ground only lasts as long as you dislike the subject of your distaste?
You can say my name, boy. It's not a curse that will damn you for keeping it out of your mouth. In fact, I am proud of my work.
After all, I hear none of such problems with permanently ending the life of their leader, hm? His soul is just as lost as Quetzalcoatl's, because there is no such thing as an afterlife, or souls, or any of the such nonsense you all prattle about. Metaphysical nonsense that you have no proof of but believe in fully. Ah, but Cyrus was not one of us, now was he? So it is acceptable amongst our ranks.
Quetzalcoatl, the fuel to which they used to power their attack, however, has "merit" to you.
And when she was going to be used again? And again? When Set's power hungry revenge against Yima's works is not found complete until he decimates the lot of us? Do you think he would allow us to merely destroy his weapon? Could you?
No, we remove the power, and all the better for it, for now it has been eradicated, never to be used again. Do you think our enemies care if you feel sad about a goddess dying? So what, that she had power? In a new world, her light will mean nothing. Her soul will be nothing. Our Meridian enemies do not care for you because they believe so fully in the fact that you will take their world away from them. It does not matter to them that their worlds are destroyed, because they simply fail to recognize reality. They hope so fully that their worlds are still out there, that you are simply the ones taking it from them. When it comes down to it, when the final Oracles are left, do you truly think that they will stay their hands, when you are between them and their world? No. It is best to cease their existence, prune their numbers, and fight for what you believe in. They want to paint us the bad people, for believing in something new instead of what is old, and already destroyed. They have failed to understand something β and many of you have too:
Death is death. Whether it is the crushing of a shard, or a death in your own world, it means little difference. The only difference is now you have all become foolhardy with your lives, and you have all died once, or perhaps twice, and thus you now fear seeing your own soul shattered, don't you?
[ surprise!! The person Silco is raging against this time is you zenites ππππππ ]
Good.
Use it, then. Prove yourselves capable. If you refuse to shatter shards, then perhaps you will purchase the goodwill you so desperately crave. And your efforts to build a new world only go as far as what you are comfortable with. Do you think a war cares if you are comfortable? So few of you have had to fight for something that you believed in, and had to watch as everyone else falls back into complacency when it becomes difficult. I've seen it before, and do you know where it leads? Defeat. When it becomes hard, I wonder how many of you will still be fighting. It will not be easy. It will not be comfortable.
The sooner you all recognize that, the sooner we can get to business and stop wringing our hands about how Meridian will feel about it, and how mad they will become. I do not care about them, beyond the obstacle that they place in our way.
But oh, I forgot, you want them to be your friends, don't you. [ The impression in communion of rolled eyes. ] Do not come weeping, when these "friends" betray you, for I've told you all time and time again. You will only be allowed to exist as long as you are convenient. I only hope you do not find this out only at the bitter end, and regret your lack of conviction.
sighs..............
Isn't it odd how your moral high ground only lasts as long as you dislike the subject of your distaste?
You can say my name, boy. It's not a curse that will damn you for keeping it out of your mouth. In fact, I am proud of my work.
After all, I hear none of such problems with permanently ending the life of their leader, hm? His soul is just as lost as Quetzalcoatl's, because there is no such thing as an afterlife, or souls, or any of the such nonsense you all prattle about. Metaphysical nonsense that you have no proof of but believe in fully. Ah, but Cyrus was not one of us, now was he? So it is acceptable amongst our ranks.
Quetzalcoatl, the fuel to which they used to power their attack, however, has "merit" to you.
And when she was going to be used again? And again? When Set's power hungry revenge against Yima's works is not found complete until he decimates the lot of us? Do you think he would allow us to merely destroy his weapon? Could you?
No, we remove the power, and all the better for it, for now it has been eradicated, never to be used again. Do you think our enemies care if you feel sad about a goddess dying? So what, that she had power? In a new world, her light will mean nothing. Her soul will be nothing. Our Meridian enemies do not care for you because they believe so fully in the fact that you will take their world away from them. It does not matter to them that their worlds are destroyed, because they simply fail to recognize reality. They hope so fully that their worlds are still out there, that you are simply the ones taking it from them. When it comes down to it, when the final Oracles are left, do you truly think that they will stay their hands, when you are between them and their world? No. It is best to cease their existence, prune their numbers, and fight for what you believe in. They want to paint us the bad people, for believing in something new instead of what is old, and already destroyed. They have failed to understand something β and many of you have too:
Death is death. Whether it is the crushing of a shard, or a death in your own world, it means little difference. The only difference is now you have all become foolhardy with your lives, and you have all died once, or perhaps twice, and thus you now fear seeing your own soul shattered, don't you?
[ surprise!! The person Silco is raging against this time is you zenites ππππππ ]
Good.
Use it, then. Prove yourselves capable. If you refuse to shatter shards, then perhaps you will purchase the goodwill you so desperately crave. And your efforts to build a new world only go as far as what you are comfortable with. Do you think a war cares if you are comfortable? So few of you have had to fight for something that you believed in, and had to watch as everyone else falls back into complacency when it becomes difficult. I've seen it before, and do you know where it leads? Defeat. When it becomes hard, I wonder how many of you will still be fighting. It will not be easy. It will not be comfortable.
The sooner you all recognize that, the sooner we can get to business and stop wringing our hands about how Meridian will feel about it, and how mad they will become. I do not care about them, beyond the obstacle that they place in our way.
But oh, I forgot, you want them to be your friends, don't you. [ The impression in communion of rolled eyes. ] Do not come weeping, when these "friends" betray you, for I've told you all time and time again. You will only be allowed to exist as long as you are convenient. I only hope you do not find this out only at the bitter end, and regret your lack of conviction.