Homeless, Possibly Forever

[reaperchop]

So you went through all that trouble to put together this account for me for no reason other than to have some fun from time-to-time?

Well, I can't argue with that! It's good to get out and stretch my legs so to speak!

And stop fretting over the name you entered in my profile. I've been around the block long enough to have earned a variety of names! Really, you'd be surprised how many ways different people address me. As long as they're familiar with who I am and it's not too rude, I don't mind~!

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[reaperchop]

[How badly do you want the answer now?]

[He would totally spoil his grandkids. And they're on this subject because you brought it up, Kid.]

Hmm...too true. I'd say you've got a few hundred years before you start thinking about that sort of thing.

[soulsymmetrical]

[...It's kind of flip-flopping.

um. no??? you're the one who brought up about him being a father one day.]


At the very least not until the world has regained its proper balance.

[reaperchop]

[And then you took it to the next level by asking questions.]

A very good idea, Kiddo! It's hard enough being a father while managing death during peacetime. It'd be unfair to do that when it was otherwise.

[soulsymmetrical]

[yeah. well. ...GONNA MAKE IT WORSE.]

In that case, why was I born?

[he's actually not really seeking a serious answer. but you kind of set that one up.]

[reaperchop]

[...Dammit, Kid.]

My reasoning was purely logical at the beginning: making sure that death walked the Earth again. I had to wait until I was sure that if something went wrong, the Academy would survive without me. It's no simple process bringing new life into the world whether it's a human or a death god.

I'm not entirely proud that that was my primary motivation at the start. However, things have significantly changed, Kiddo. You're everything I could've hoped for and more, and I couldn't be prouder of you.

[soulsymmetrical]

[o......kay. definitely not what he was expecting. well, not an actual answer, anyway. the first part made perfect sense and he found not fault in that. in fact it was what he always suspected, anyway.

it was the last part that made him, well, unable to find words. instead he found himself just a smidgen flustered by it and wound up clearing his throat a bit as he looked away a little.]

Er...thank you, Father.

[..yeah he didn't know what else to say other than that.]

[reaperchop]

[He can give a straight answer! Sometimes.]

You're welcome, Kid.