locked to zenith

[bakedapple]

[ Link's mental space feels like being outside, so depending on where you are, you might not realize that someone has started Communion with you. Since joining the Zenith, the landscape of Link's mind has gone from idyllic, sunny forests to icy, overcast mountains. A frigid wind blows against your face, carrying the scent of firewood and meat roasting over an open flame. The diminutive Hylian is not sitting by the fire, but standing at the edge of a rocky ledge, his back turned. ]

There's going to be another Oracle soon. I can feel it. The rest of you can feel it too, right? That... pulling feeling.

[ He sighs. ]

If we lose this one, it's over. The Meridian isn't going to go easy on us. I know them... I know how badly they want to win. To them, the stakes couldn't be higher.

So let's talk. About what we're going to be up against, and... well, planning ahead isn't really something we can do, but at least we can warn each other of the dangers that individual Meri pose.

And I... I want to say something, too.

[ He sits down where he stands, his feet hanging off the cliff. There's a sense that he knows this isn't going to go over well, but it's important enough to him to say it anyway. ]

Killing the other guy before they kill you is what war is. That's normal. But Kenos is different. Death doesn't work the way it should here. We don't die permanently. You can neutralize someone threatening you by just dissipating them. There's nothing to gain by destroying their soul after you're no longer in danger.

So, I don't think any of us should shatter anyone ever again.

If you claim someone's Shard, you should protect it. If you feel that you can't do that, give it to someone else.

...I'm not stupid. I know a lot of you aren't gonna agree to this. And the Meris probably won't either. I'm sure they want revenge for what happened to Quetzalcoatl, and those of you who lost the Shards Yima gave you probably aren't feeling very merciful right now either...

But if we don't come to some kinda agreement now, that's going to become normal. Things are gonna get really bad. I don't want that. So... can we talk about it, at least?

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[eightfoldfiend]

[There is a sense of consideration, of a big cat tilting its head.]

Is that so?

[Yuber, fortunately or unfortunately, has never been human and does not have a human sense of propriety.]

Okay. I will coat my weapons in my semen then.

[He'll just need to get his hands on some weapons first.]

Anything else?

[erbe]

[oh gross






Anyway—]

There is a book on his mythology in the Tomes if you would like further information.

[eightfoldfiend]

I will read this book.

[Time to do shady things to salads.]

...Are the books about all of us there?

[erbe]

I haven't been through the whole of the library's stock, but I would say no. A lot of people come from variations of Earth that are mostly similar. Considering the base of those all seem to be the same, it is very likely that they only keep such things that have a high chance of consistency across worlds.

[eightfoldfiend]

There are an infinite number of worlds. Strange that so many of them would be variations on Earth.

Tsk...

Ah, well. Something for the scholars to puzzle, I suppose.

[erbe]

The true moral of the story is to be so unimportant that no one records your entirety into their history.

[fursuit]

Y'know, not sure how much all the shit from our world applies here, but I'll just say, yeah. You're totally right, for the record.

[ like just go have a happy normal little afterlife instead of getting stuck in the throne of heroes or whatever, that shit kinda sucks ]

[erbe]

Of course I'm right. The idea of being a Servant or even a Counter Guardian sounds woefully annoying.

[AND YET—]

[fursuit]

You bet. Huge pain in the ass. Definitely not worth it unless you're one of those real goody two-shoes types. A hero among heroes, that kinda thing. Stick in the mud, more like.

[ He laughs, though this does make him realize he should probably explain Ryouma, huh... He'll get around to that. ]

'Course, us Divine Spirits have way less of a choice in all that shit than mortals, but. Kinda part of the gig. Mortals are always gonna be better off goin' along to their afterlife once they finally kick the bucket.

[erbe]

I wonder, I wonder! Would there be a little book about you too, Mr. Black Sun? Should I educate myself more on your grand deeds as well? If you're upset I was so dismissive our first time you should just say so.

[She's just being a pain, sorry.]

[eightfoldfiend]

Ha!

How fortunate for humans that so many are very skilled at that.

[erbe]

It's very fortunate, actually. I doubt anyone on the other side knows what I'm truly capable of, for example.

[eightfoldfiend]

Well, now I am curious.

Do you have a show in store for us?

[erbe]

That depends on what is needed for the Oracle. Each trial is different.

[bakedapple]

[ YUBER, ]

[punkisntdead]

Fucking gross, dude! Remind me to stay way the hell away from your weapons.

[eightfoldfiend]

Are you allergic too?

[punkisntdead]

Sure, man. Keep that shit away from me.

[eightfoldfiend]

I have no reason to use my blades on you, do I?

But I wonder if you'd be reacting this way if Set was allergic to my blood? Honestly, mortals have the strangest hangups.

[punkisntdead]

Blood on blades isn't that weird. Broadcasting to everyone that you're gonna be jerking it all over your weapons before every battle is!

[eightfoldfiend]

Hm?

[It takes him a moment to understand the slang here.]

It is simply a means to an end. It may give us an edge in battle, right? Conquering the next Oracle is the only important part of all this.

[punkisntdead]

Look, if you want to make sweet love to your weapons or whatever, go for it. He's all yours to fight.

If I need to go borrowing a weapon, it's not gonna be from the guy who's gonna hand me a jizz-sword is all I'm saying.

[eightfoldfiend]

Let us hope you do not run into Set during an open battle then, hm?

NOT HERE

[redsoil]

[ yuber holy shit ]

[settingup]

[ Bruh... ]