[ She tilts her head back, looking at the sky instead of him. She rubs at her face, trying to figure out how to answer. ]
I'm the Destroyer. I'm a goddess. I'm human. I'm dying. I've died. I'm a corpse. I'm immortal. I'm nineteen and I'm- I dunno, thirty four hundred, maybe? And I'm way the fuck older than that too, and also I haven't even existed for six months. I'm the Destroyer, the end of the world, the anti-christ; I'm the death of the light, Betrothed-to-darkness. And I'm the girl with the mouth full of ash- I'm an angry ghost who'd been murdered for being born more times than I can remember, and I can remember more than you'd think. I am something that the world- any world is probably better off without. And I'm something that was made for humanity's own benefit. I'm a carefully selected and groomed and manipulated human sacrifice, and I'm the most powerful of the gods, and I don't know why.
There's a lot I don't know about my power or my circumstances, but I know I'm more than a deluded child. If that's really what you see in me- no matter how much other flattery about potential you want to hide it in, then you're no help to me.
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[ She tilts her head back, looking at the sky instead of him. She rubs at her face, trying to figure out how to answer. ]
I'm the Destroyer. I'm a goddess. I'm human. I'm dying. I've died. I'm a corpse. I'm immortal. I'm nineteen and I'm- I dunno, thirty four hundred, maybe? And I'm way the fuck older than that too, and also I haven't even existed for six months. I'm the Destroyer, the end of the world, the anti-christ; I'm the death of the light, Betrothed-to-darkness. And I'm the girl with the mouth full of ash- I'm an angry ghost who'd been murdered for being born more times than I can remember, and I can remember more than you'd think. I am something that the world- any world is probably better off without. And I'm something that was made for humanity's own benefit. I'm a carefully selected and groomed and manipulated human sacrifice, and I'm the most powerful of the gods, and I don't know why.
There's a lot I don't know about my power or my circumstances, but I know I'm more than a deluded child. If that's really what you see in me- no matter how much other flattery about potential you want to hide it in, then you're no help to me.