[it's terrible timing, honestly. to be spared from death just after realizing he's been dead all along-- not that he would have refused the chance, honestly. he still has work to do here that he wishes to see through.
but there will be an end to this, and when it comes-]
...I do not know. My soul's aether rightly belongs to the flow of it throughout our world, and my consciousness to oblivion. If there is any reprieve to be given somehow, via this Realm or otherwise, I am not yet aware of it.
...time and the burden of duty and memory have weighed upon me, before. There have been moments in which I contemplated simply letting go of my conscious self, and there are ways in which my end may be a mercy.
I would not pull myself away from it for good, in any case-- someday my soul must return. But 'tis possible I could exist a while longer.
Right. Over thirteen-thousand years of nothing but memories...
[An immortal. Ten years together, and he knows that's a blink of time to Emet-Selch. His own life is the equivalent of a leisurely wait at the grocery store line for a man like that.]
[Hansa is quiet for a moment, before speaking up:]
I'm glad. That you want to keep existing for now. Maybe that's a bit selfish of me, but...I think a lot of people here are happy you're still around, too.
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but there will be an end to this, and when it comes-]
...I do not know. My soul's aether rightly belongs to the flow of it throughout our world, and my consciousness to oblivion. If there is any reprieve to be given somehow, via this Realm or otherwise, I am not yet aware of it.
For now, I seem to exist.
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[And a smirk, and an amused tone, but its obvious he's just saying it to avoid the things he really wants to say.]
Maybe if you asked the Realm nicely to keep you around...?
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[he couldn't very well return. if he does continue to exist, going back may force him into death once more.]
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[He falls silent at that, not having a good answer.]
[A thought occurs to him. He stares at Emet for a long moment. This is all...a lot to take in. A lot to think about, but...]
Do you want to keep living, Emet-Selch?
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[a slight shake of his head, eyes closing.]
...time and the burden of duty and memory have weighed upon me, before. There have been moments in which I contemplated simply letting go of my conscious self, and there are ways in which my end may be a mercy.
I would not pull myself away from it for good, in any case-- someday my soul must return. But 'tis possible I could exist a while longer.
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[An immortal. Ten years together, and he knows that's a blink of time to Emet-Selch. His own life is the equivalent of a leisurely wait at the grocery store line for a man like that.]
[Hansa is quiet for a moment, before speaking up:]
I'm glad. That you want to keep existing for now. Maybe that's a bit selfish of me, but...I think a lot of people here are happy you're still around, too.
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[he's. still a little surprised by how many people seemed so relieved, honestly?]
Does your answer change, then, with what you now know?
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[What a question.]
[He stares at the wall for a long moment.]
You know...I don't know.
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[emet-selch gives him a slight nod, at that.
this may take care of the situation easily enough, but if it does not-- that will be something to handle later.]