[Voice Post]

[priorpyro]

[Axel's voice is flat, monotone, and matter-of-fact.]

Cerceus has come down with a temporary case of death. If you have any messages for him, I'll be more than happy to jot them down and relay them to him, once he's recovered.

Comments

[archive_sky]

...I'm sorry, Number VIII, I don't understand.

[priorpyro]

...right. Allow me to rephrase.

'Terminated.' Cerceus has been terminated. But death is impermanent here, and the people who die here are brought back a few days later, courtesy of the Reaper's whims.

I was speaking of his death the way one would speak of an illness in order to make a joke.

[archive_sky]

I see. You make jokes about things that don't amuse you frequently.

Saying that Cerceus was terminated implies that his death was deliberate.

[priorpyro]

...is that robot-speak for 'What happened?'

[archive_sky]

Cyborg. No. Robot-speak for 'what happened?' is 'what happened?'

[priorpyro]

...of course it is. My bad.

His death was deliberate. I killed him.

[archive_sky]

Cerceus is your friend.

[priorpyro]

Yes.

[archive_sky]

You killed your friend deliberately?

[priorpyro]

Yup.

[archive_sky]

...I don't understand.

[priorpyro]

And I hope for your sake that you never do. Let that be one piece of being human that you never, ever understand.