[ The... hesitation in her voice is probably a little strange, but. ]
Do you remember Alice's trial? ... I mentioned my powers there. Empathy, feeling and... influencing emotions. I don't like doing the latter, though; I don't like thinking about the fact that I can change how someone feels. [ ... ] A-anyway, in my world, people with powers...
They're shunned. My brother once explained it as a defense the world puts up. But that never rested well with me. A lot of things didn't, thinking about it. I just never wanted to doubt him. [ She pauses. Even if she's explained this before, it's still difficult. Her gaze shifts out, over the endless ocean. The look in her eyes--it's far away, distant. ] Rose received his journal from the vending machine. It explained so much. As it turns out, my brother was a sort of record-keeper for the gods.
[ And here is where her hesitation stems. Mira pauses again, wrestling with her worries, before she nods. ]
A very long time ago, they decided to play a game. They chose two people--Noah wrote that they referred to us as "champions"--and these were the conditions of the... game: If a champion netted themselves a kill, one point would go to the god who chose them. When that happened, things would sort of... reset.
[ She's bitter, as she relays this--and it's painfully obvious in her voice. She looks at Rhea, unsure, before she continues. It's this next part that really makes her nervous. ]
Well. A couple cycles in, I decided I didn't like that. So... I tried to end things at the source. [ Deicide! ] They didn't like that, and, well... the punishment was this: After each cycle, I'd lose my memories. My powers would be taken, and I received a new one. I used to wield the elements, actually. And... the world would alienate me.
... I've died so many times. I just don't remember it. So... Ema actually gave me the idea. I'm going to go talk to them, demand that they set things right. And if everything goes well... you could meet my brother.
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[ The... hesitation in her voice is probably a little strange, but. ]
Do you remember Alice's trial? ... I mentioned my powers there. Empathy, feeling and... influencing emotions. I don't like doing the latter, though; I don't like thinking about the fact that I can change how someone feels. [ ... ] A-anyway, in my world, people with powers...
They're shunned. My brother once explained it as a defense the world puts up. But that never rested well with me. A lot of things didn't, thinking about it. I just never wanted to doubt him. [ She pauses. Even if she's explained this before, it's still difficult. Her gaze shifts out, over the endless ocean. The look in her eyes--it's far away, distant. ] Rose received his journal from the vending machine. It explained so much. As it turns out, my brother was a sort of record-keeper for the gods.
[ And here is where her hesitation stems. Mira pauses again, wrestling with her worries, before she nods. ]
A very long time ago, they decided to play a game. They chose two people--Noah wrote that they referred to us as "champions"--and these were the conditions of the... game: If a champion netted themselves a kill, one point would go to the god who chose them. When that happened, things would sort of... reset.
[ She's bitter, as she relays this--and it's painfully obvious in her voice. She looks at Rhea, unsure, before she continues. It's this next part that really makes her nervous. ]
Well. A couple cycles in, I decided I didn't like that. So... I tried to end things at the source. [ Deicide! ] They didn't like that, and, well... the punishment was this: After each cycle, I'd lose my memories. My powers would be taken, and I received a new one. I used to wield the elements, actually. And... the world would alienate me.
... I've died so many times. I just don't remember it. So... Ema actually gave me the idea. I'm going to go talk to them, demand that they set things right. And if everything goes well... you could meet my brother.