dear_mun | Homeless forever most likely.

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Homeless forever most likely.

So one of the specks of dusts wishes to command me? The audacity of mortals will never cease to amuse me. However, you are no spawn of the gods. I need not get permission to bring you home with me.

Touch my hand. [He extends a blackened limb, his clear blue gaze unfaltering.] Look into my eyes. Age will come upon you and then you too will experience the beauty of death.

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That's because they are like weak paperdolls. Even fragile flowers bloom again in spring. If they don't have the strength to evolve or rebirth, then it's fine to erase them.

They are not meant to be reborn. I am the one who decides such things.

I've died plenty times and I've never met you.~

[How depressing.] You must be from another world, then.

Yes, of course.

[there, there.]

You could have existed in the Ages of Gods; or another you did. My servant Rider lived in those times.

That name is not familiar to me. [Then again, he has heard a lot of names.] My name is Hades.

Because that's only her class. Her name is Medusa. [And she doesn't like gods.] I...

[She pauses. Her name was... What was her name? Angra Mainyu? Avenger? No, it's...]

Sakura. [She sounds certain now.] I'm Sakura, Hades. It's nice to meet you, Hades.

Medusa? [Now that is a name he knows.] She recently lost her head.

Not many say that. [His face is expressionless.] Do you wish for death, Sakura?

That was in the past. Now she's back and she's mine. [Like Herakles and Arturia Pendragon.]

Nobody will take her away.

Ah? But you're polite and you don't look like a shadow [She looks stunned. Almost everyone does.

Pathetic and lifeless automats.] Are you offering? Everyone is waiting for my birth. I want to see the world outside.

I wouldn't be so sure. [Not that he wants her.] She has her uses. [Though he is intrigued that someone could bring her back. A beheading was usually permanent.]

Polite? [He smirks.] My form is something I choose. For the moment, I appear more human for the sake of my Mun.

[The audacity.] It is my duty to give everyone death. If I gave you the gift, it would be permanent.

Fu~ They can try to touch what's mine. Not even that horrible man who killed her once would be ever to face her as she is now.

[And an idea.]

Maybe I could summon him too. Rider will like a present.

Oh. I don't want to die until I'm born. I've been in this blinding red light, in this darkness forgotten for a long time.

[Was she...? She recalled... No, she has been in this cavern under the eerie dark sun.]

Everyone forgot about me. How is that fair? [Did she have family once? A sister so bright that had everything she was denied.] Why didn't I have anything but shadows?

Perseus? [Son of Zeus and the light of his father's eye (even if he wants to deny it).] I don't care what you do to him. [The harsher the punishment, the better.]

Do as you please.

A forgotten soul? Interesting.

[Not that he cares.]

Life isn't fair. [Even for the gods.] I have asked myself that for centuries.

Ahh, yes. That's his name! [She smiles.] Maybe in the future. [She has a catalyst to summon the Heroic Spirit when she wants.] It'll be a surprise.

Forgotten...

[She drawls as if she recalls memories that aren't hers.

Long time ago, in a village that the time has erased... She shakes her head.]

Ah. Were you abandoned too?

He won't be an easy foe. [For her. Hades is too proud to fight a half-mortal-half-god.]

For her, I'm sure. [There is a dry humor to his tone now.]

On purpose, perhaps. The gods are cruel.

[It's amusing when the focus is on her. He jerks his head, shadows pooling at his feet.]

By my brother no less.

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Um? But he's dead. [She makes her point plainly.] If I summon him, he won't have any choice but obey me. That's how it works.

And I heard he resembled someone unpleasant I met.

[She's not going to be a thoughtful one.]

It weren't the gods who were cruel to me.

[There was no divine will in that.

It was the wish of humanity.]

Your brother... [Hit too close home.] You were waiting for your family to release you. But no matter how long you waited, they never came didn't they?

Unfortunately not. [Not in his time, at least.] He might be dead in your era. [From old age or because Zeus couldn't stand to be away from him.

Note the bitterness? Because it's there and it never goes away.]

A speck of dust resembles another speck of dust.

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