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[mythonpc]

Yes, again, Sokar. You'd think he'd understand that his position wouldn't really allow him to survive long. Especially not where lovely Ella, with her fine brown curls and cold, cold hands lurks. Who put him there, though? Who thought it safe? Is someone really to blame

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[meaningnothing]

You better be joking, or I'll find you. And Pollux is no where near as scary as I can be.

[mythonpc]

Egg-child, your words don't match your actions.

You are not Clytemnestra, not the axe-wielding wife. You get taken.

[stormful]

And what am I, that you take my son's brother (who is my son, too)?

[mythonpc]

But Castor was not your son. Without Pollux, you wouldn't have cared.

You are a shadow of your former self. Even less than that. You are mortal.

You can be killed now. Thanatos must be over the moon.

[stormful]

You think that is true? Pitiless fiend.

I might be a shadow but, irksomely enough, I keep coming back. Strange definition of mortality. I might die but I have been constantly reborn.

Thanatos can be killed too, no? Death, where is thy sting?

[mythonpc]

Where was your pity on all the women you 'loved'? For your wife, the goddess who oversaw marriage? You made a fool of her.

Don't you wonder why, former king of the gods?

He can be. He is mortal but he understands death unlike. What is gone should stay gone. You, too, will weep as your child breaks.

[stormful]

You think any man, God or otherwise, can make a fool of Hera? Think again.

I don't wonder why. I understand that I am immortal. These cycles of mortal lives will end eventually and we will be restored. I can wait, though, fiends. I can wait.

I will weep for my children and my children's children. I do not doubt it. But they will not long suffer at your hands if there is anything I can do about it.

[mythonpc]

What did you make her, then? What would you call your infidelity to the marriage goddess?

Poor Zeus. We will leave you with that belief if it lets you sleep at night. You will need your sleep.

There is nothing you can do. Nothing. His pain will remain his pain even if you feel for him. Because you have never lost a twin. You have never lost even a brother.

You can do nothing for him but give him words as he shatters.