Very fearful voicetest

[ladyofmanynames]

Oh my dear sweetling.

[A very nasty chuckle slithers past her lovely set of lips.]

We both know that this shall not last long.

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[ladyofmanynames]

If you cannot tell who, or what I am, my child, then you shall not hear it from me. For I am many things, a mother, for one.

[fearbringer]

... Well, you can't be mine. I don't have a mother. Unless you mean it metaphorically, and even that would be debatable.

I'm not sure how I could be expected to tell. As you said, we aren't from the same world.

[ladyofmanynames]

I am not claiming to be, little fool

[She let out a growl with those words.] However, all are the seed and egg of a progenitor.

Nor are you allowed to you. You have not earned it. You have not worked for it.

[fearbringer]

I'm not. I'm more of an idea than anything else.

... But I won't push you for your identity if you don't want to give it.

[ladyofmanynames]

Then you more so.

Oh, but I am itching to tell you, to make you scream my name as I watch your existence blink out of reality. But I also enjoy watching others struggle in their attempts to learn who I am, what I am. I am at an impasse.

[fearbringer]

[... WELP.]

Now, I've been nothing but respectful to you.

[ladyofmanynames]

Many have said the same. Are you saying that you are just like those many?

[fearbringer]

I wouldn't know; I don't know who they are.