Morality, a tricky question
[After speaking with Theta, chaos had decided not to go home. He felt confused by the situation, though at the same time he understood large parts of it, and what he was supposed to do about it. It seemed to him that no matter how much he tried to tell Theta that taking people's lives was wrong, that diminishing the importance of death, even with this place's rules for it, was not smart, she didn't seem to listen. She kept saying that it was 'fun.' Acting as if that was the only thing that mattered, then asking what to do, saying she wanted to be 'good', but that she didn't know how, and how she was better than people because she was an Ergaleomancer. What did that have to do with anything? She was still human.]
[Then again, so many people in this town were. And he knew how humans could be. Foolish, arrogant, prideful beings who couldn't always realize their own desires were detrimental as compared to helpful. Beings who didn't realize that there was more than just them existing in the world.]
[Stopping in his tracks, chaos raised a hand to his hair, rubbing at his head. Humans. It took a lot for them to understand each other, and their histories were guarded from one another unless they spoke on it. They felt helpless against things beyond their control, and scared of things they didn't understand. These feelings, he'd only experienced the vaguest pieces of them before, but he never really dealt with them completely. As he had said, the fear of death was normal, and was indeed why people feared the unknown; but he couldn't die, so there was no fear for him there. He also had always been able to understand things at a different level. Yet here...]
[Phone - Filtered from 5721 Cunningham Lane and 913 Bilko - Meaning he's found a phone somewhere to snag]
[The voice which comes over the line sounds exhausted.]
Why is it humans find the desire to kill 'fun'? It isn't your life you're taking, or only the life taken that you're affecting. It always seemed to me that this behavior is just a way to push everyone else away, and that is a lonely existence. Why deny that you are not a lone existence in this world? Don't any of you realize that will only lead to inevitable destruction?
And how do you tell someone you don't like the path they're taking, when it isn't your choice to begin with?
[After the phone call, anyone who happens to be a resident of night might find chaos laying back on one of the benches in the park staring up at the sky, or possibly he'll have fallen asleep. Household, he'll drag himself in first thing in the morning, when really he should be heading off to school.]Mora
[Then again, so many people in this town were. And he knew how humans could be. Foolish, arrogant, prideful beings who couldn't always realize their own desires were detrimental as compared to helpful. Beings who didn't realize that there was more than just them existing in the world.]
[Stopping in his tracks, chaos raised a hand to his hair, rubbing at his head. Humans. It took a lot for them to understand each other, and their histories were guarded from one another unless they spoke on it. They felt helpless against things beyond their control, and scared of things they didn't understand. These feelings, he'd only experienced the vaguest pieces of them before, but he never really dealt with them completely. As he had said, the fear of death was normal, and was indeed why people feared the unknown; but he couldn't die, so there was no fear for him there. He also had always been able to understand things at a different level. Yet here...]
[Phone - Filtered from 5721 Cunningham Lane and 913 Bilko - Meaning he's found a phone somewhere to snag]
[The voice which comes over the line sounds exhausted.]
Why is it humans find the desire to kill 'fun'? It isn't your life you're taking, or only the life taken that you're affecting. It always seemed to me that this behavior is just a way to push everyone else away, and that is a lonely existence. Why deny that you are not a lone existence in this world? Don't any of you realize that will only lead to inevitable destruction?
And how do you tell someone you don't like the path they're taking, when it isn't your choice to begin with?
[After the phone call, anyone who happens to be a resident of night might find chaos laying back on one of the benches in the park staring up at the sky, or possibly he'll have fallen asleep. Household, he'll drag himself in first thing in the morning, when really he should be heading off to school.]Mora