My attempt at leaving was cut short by the jerk blocking the path down from the shrines. If I really wanted to I could have turned and headed back up the other way, ran until I got to the edge then jumped and flew away because then he couldn't follow me. But I didn't. I stood and listened to him say that he didn't want to make nice and be friendly because it was only an illusion that the world wasn't a bad place. I thought it was that messed up thinking that made him as bitter and angry as he was. "You're wrong." I said bluntly. "Being nice and making friends doesn't mean that you're pretending the world isn't as terrible as it is." I shook my head at him because I couldn't beleive what I was hearing. "If I didn't have friends I would have never been able to cope with my brother or my dad." I would be just as angry and hateful as he was and I didn't want to be like that. "I think having friends makes it a little bit easier to deal with the world and everything that's wrong with it because you're not alone." I didn't expect him to understand. If anything I expected him to spit more venom at me.
My ears tilted back when he smiled and then he asked why I was being such an obedient little girl. I didn't understand at first but then that I should be cursing their names and rejecting anything and everything to do with them. "I can't do that!" My eyes were wide and I shook my head. How could I reject anything that came from the gods when the one I loved the most was here because her father was a god? If I rejected the gods I would be rejecting Roskuld ... I couldn't do that. I couldn't. I wouldn't. I loved her too much.
And Toto ...
"My brother was a demigod... born from my mother and the God of the Earth." I said. "And my best friend... the other half of my heart is a demigod born from my aunt and the God of Spark." I figured he would hold it against me, that I was related to demigods ... that I was intertwined with them because I loved the children that they'd had with my mortal family, but I didn't care. I would love who I wanted to love regardless of what he thought. "I may not care much for the gods and I might not agree with what they do, but I won't reject them."
"They need us, can't exist without us, or they will fade into nothingness. Even gods can be killed. Someone should turn the table on them, for once."
I stared at him as he spoke and I found myself shaking my head. "You're wasting your breath talking to me about that" I said. My voice had taken on the cold edge it had just a few minutes prior. I couldn't imagine trying to kill a god. Really, I didn't want to. I didn't want to think about Ros' reaction if her father was one that was killed by some lunatic with a score to settle because gods in some other land did him wrong. I didn't want her to experience the same pain that I did when my dad died. If I had to fight him to protect her then I would do it without hesitation. "You're talking about murdering a mother and fathers... wouldn't that make you as bad as the gods that hurt you? The gods from wherever the hell it is you came from..."
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@[Cathun]
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