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[ex_divinely145]

Why?

Because. Because this planet has begun to think in concepts less outmoded than light and dark. They have begun to think of things as past and future, and I, my dear, am the past. All the terrifying heroism and blood-soaked pettiness of it, all of the love and the ordinary, dusty grind of life, all of the mystics and the angels and the elder gods.

As for knowing my mind... That is beyond even my reach, and, lovely girl, as one of the new gods I am truly, madly, deeply powerful.

So: come along.

Try me.

Comments

[cassie_of_troy]

You gods. You all talk like that. In the end, you're still humbled by the Muns.

[ex_divinely145]

I've had a few humblings in my time. It's not so terrible.

[cassie_of_troy]

How enlightened.

[ex_divinely145]

Just experienced, Cassandra, dear.

[cassie_of_troy]

I assure you, there is nothing "dear" about me.

[ex_divinely145]

A turn of phrase. I may as well be genteel while I can; I'm going to have to roughen up my speech very soon.

[cassie_of_troy]

Planning on worldwalking?

[ex_divinely145]

Planning on a plan. If I walk between worlds, it will be incidental.

[cassie_of_troy]

Good luck.

You'll need it.

[ex_divinely145]

I'll take immortality over luck any day.

[cassie_of_troy]

I think you'll find immortality is a fickle thing. Many of the gods are reduced to our mere mortal standards.

[ex_divinely145]

Then I'll take cleverness over luck.

[cassie_of_troy]

Well said.

[ex_divinely145]

We creatures of Heaven and Hell do imitate humans that way -- we try desperately to make our own luck, in the face of compromised Divine Plans.

[cassie_of_troy]

I don't know many humans who try to make their own luck. Most of them are resigned to fate.

At least, that's how it used to be.

[ex_divinely145]

No, never. Humans have always struggled against fate, even if it snares them in the end. They try; that's the virtue of humanity. And the fault, of course. Sometimes you just want them to sit down and shut up.

[cassie_of_troy]

You've never met Prince Hector.

[ex_divinely145]

Well, some of them are just stupid. Exception, proving the rule...

[cassie_of_troy]

[She doesn't know how to react to that...]

Gods...

[ex_divinely145]

Look! You don't see a God of Fate around anymore, do you? Not these days.

[cassie_of_troy]

Who was the God of Fate?

[ex_divinely145]

In your time, there were three -- oh, you know.

[cassie_of_troy]

The Fates.

[ex_divinely145]

Yes. Them.

[cassie_of_troy]

I have enough problems with the gods I know. I don't think I want to deal with new ones.

That's been difficult enough...

[ex_divinely145]

It's how it goes. Old gods die, new gods are born.

[cassie_of_troy]

Or unborn, as the case may be...

[ex_divinely145]

She'll die too. Even if she never existed in the first place, she'll die.

[cassie_of_troy]

[She considers this a moment, then nods.]

Good.

[ex_divinely145]

You... are tolerable. You don't give me any profound urges towards smiting or tempting.

[cassie_of_troy]

Tolerable? Not a word I often get.

I infuriate most gods. And mortals.

[ex_divinely145]

I'm not most gods.

[ And then he laughs -- a deep, half-manic laugh. ]

I am most gods, of course. I am, I am! But I'm not like them.

[cassie_of_troy]

I can live with that.

Not much of a choice in it.

[tothefairest]

Gods in general are a bit passé, aren't they?

[ex_divinely145]

The ones that survive are the ones that are worshipped without anyone truly knowing...

[tothefairest]

You can't really take that as flattering, though. Most people believe in some pretty stupid shit.

I never really saw the point of gods, though. I mean, presuming you are, in fact, actually divine and not just some delusional dude, what are you all for?

[ex_divinely145]

Metaphor. Living metaphor.

[tothefairest]

Well, like, metaphor's pretty and all, but is that all you do? If you do, that totally sucks. Do you even, like, get to smite anyone? Or seduce mortal women or something?