Thread:TEOR-MMMM/@comment-35691777-20190614171347/@comment-35691777-20190616191410

The Minister then said, "Tell me then Sir Demeter, if I die, will that truly change me? Save me from the torment of my past? Really, do I really want to die? they all say they want to die, but then in the last moments of their lives, they realize, that they were wrong. And then, they wish they never did. And besides, when does death ever solve anything? There is only one time I know when death is delivered, when we must defend ourselves, protect ourselves, but only when we are cornered, and the enemy chooses to die as they thrust themselves in a charge of death and after having warned them so many times of not to, we stop them. But, killing something that has done nothing, that is wrong. She is no monster, she is like an animal, a confused animal, scared, alone, and worse of all, in need of her family, her people. She needs to go back to her home universe, where she will not be alone. And I know, only a fool would reject family, even if the family were to be monsters. Look at me for instance, I was what many had called a monster, especially amongst my fellow chanters. Chanters are normal sized humanoid beings, basically humans with magic, and each chanter si born with the use of one magic per kind, similar to how each Faunus is one animal trait per Faunus. But look at me, I tower over my own kind at an impossible height of fifteen feet, I was dumb and had a slow learning process when I was growing up from a boy to a man, and look at the rest of me, my arms and hand are completely black, there are white glowing veins and black dark magic veins over me, my face looks almost like that of a skull, my nose is even shaped strange, like the front part of the nose is cut off and instead only the nostril part exists, and my eyes are black sclera with the irises being white and no pupils at all. So tell me Sir Demeter, what's the point of killing myself when I will never change what I am?! Death will bring nothing, killing yourself will only continue one's own suffering, even worse than that. We make ourselves suffer with no reason, when instead we can stop looking at our own guilt, and look at the true picture of our lives. We can finally see that our suffering is nothing more than our own cowardice and guilt manifesting into some terrible pain that can be cured by living. Life is the answer, not death. She can see it, she can understand it, and it will come to her just as it came to me. How do I know, simple, it takes one monster to know another, and your looking at a monster who has lived for a long, long time."