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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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.

Mortals, then? What else can you expect from audacious fools?

[His expression darkens this time. She, more or less, hit the nail on the head.]

He decided I would rule the Underworld. Then...

He left me.

Long dead. Only his legend survives, and a piece of it is in my possession. That's how I could bring him back.

[In its due time. Shadows dance around her.]

You know? Rebirth can be as creative as death.

That's fine. As a Holy Grail, soon I'll grant their wishes.

[She lowers her head, her smile flickers on her lips.]

He left you and became brighter than anyone else. The most loved, admired and respected. He's perfect and everyone looks at him - never at you. He never turns to stare at the shadows where you dwell, doesn't he?

And he has everything that should be yours or... maybe the thing that only wanted his acknowledgement and an apology.

[Because it hurts.]

Do you make a habit of collecting pieces from those that have long since turned to dust?

[He's Hades. Shadows won't faze him.]

It ends the same.

Holy Grail? [What is that?] I've never heard of a being that "grants wishes". What do you gain out of the exchange? [Is there even an exchange?]

Zeus is the king of the gods. [Meaning "yes to all of the above".] I have no desire to hear his apology. [It would be empty words.] I want his position.

My grandfather kept many relics in his personal collection for this purpose. Since he's gone, now they are mine.

I can make it last~

To be born, didn't I tell you? [How silly. Her mind slipped and collapsed again for a moment.] It'll happen soon.

[She knows that feeling]

If you could best him, then he can't ignore you.

Relics. [He makes an amused sound in the back of his throat.] I wouldn't bother keeping mortal relics. [Now, immortal relics...

Those might be worth holding onto.]

Why would you want to?

A small price for such hard work. What will you do once you are reborn?

[Hades rests his back against a wall.]

I know I can.

Athena's mirror isn't a common relic.

[It's a conceptual weapon, but semantics.]

Hmm? To surprise Rider. [After their brawl. She might have been too nasty with her servant. Why was she trying to 'save' her? She blinks once.]

What I'll do?

[Spent time and be beautiful like a butterfly.

She wanted to see the cherry blossoms in spring with...]

Curse them all. [Her expression darkens. This is the purpose of the wish: to birth all the world's evil.] Death can be beautiful you said.

[Haah. Is she laughing?]

Good luck.

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