If Zodiark ever wanted for power, it would only be towards fulfilling His duty. For saving us and the world. That Hydaelyn would twist it in such a way to ensure your sympathy, your loyalty- well. She's as beholden to whatever desires accompanied Her creation. As for what those might be, lying at the heart of Her, I could only guess.
But you're likely right- considering it too long at this late date benefits us nothing. All we know for certain is what has already occurred, the fate we've landed ourselves.
[He still wasn't one for regrets, but it was hard to avoid a bit of retrospection, in the wake of everything ending.
But the gratitude has him pause, and he's relieved that this is over text, knowing that he wouldn't have been able to disguise his startle with much success. Irhya... wasn't Azem, precisely, but she carried part of them, their will living on through her, if cast in a specific Irhya-esque light. To hear something like that from her... it felt a little like a part of that eternally unbridged divide between himself and his old friend had- not closed, but had been eased that smallest bit.]
They deserved to be remembered. I think, were our positions reversed, they would have done the same.
[They had been friends, before they had ever been members of the Convocation. They still were, despite everything.]
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If Zodiark ever wanted for power, it would only be towards fulfilling His duty. For saving us and the world. That Hydaelyn would twist it in such a way to ensure your sympathy, your loyalty- well. She's as beholden to whatever desires accompanied Her creation. As for what those might be, lying at the heart of Her, I could only guess.
But you're likely right- considering it too long at this late date benefits us nothing. All we know for certain is what has already occurred, the fate we've landed ourselves.
[He still wasn't one for regrets, but it was hard to avoid a bit of retrospection, in the wake of everything ending.
But the gratitude has him pause, and he's relieved that this is over text, knowing that he wouldn't have been able to disguise his startle with much success. Irhya... wasn't Azem, precisely, but she carried part of them, their will living on through her, if cast in a specific Irhya-esque light. To hear something like that from her... it felt a little like a part of that eternally unbridged divide between himself and his old friend had- not closed, but had been eased that smallest bit.]
They deserved to be remembered. I think, were our positions reversed, they would have done the same.
[They had been friends, before they had ever been members of the Convocation. They still were, despite everything.]