13 - [Video/Action]

[winds_voice]

[Eley seems to be sitting near the site of his recently planted tree by the river today. With the journal held in front of him and perched on his lap, you can catch glimpses of the grassy bank behind him and perhaps a flash of colour from the hill in the distance. The sound of flowing water can also be heard from the nearby river.

The Spirit himself seems rather thoughtful again.]

As a deity in my world I am not unfamiliar with the idea that humans are always desiring one thing or another. People are always wishing, always hoping, and they often turn to me for a way to achieve that which they most want. They vary greatly... from a general desire for peace and health to something more specific, such as finding a partner or acquiring an item they have been wanting for some time. I have also experienced terrible greed firsthand... a greed that has severed good ties between nations and even threatened to destroy one in the process.

In the past I would not share these desires, but since I have steadily grown to feel more human since my stay here I am beginning to wonder what it is that I truly want... and what I might do to gain it.

Is there really any point to holding onto futile dreams? Longing for something that you are certain you cannot have? When does it become necessary to hold onto such a hope and when does it become a problem?

And I must ask... what is it that you desire most? More importantly, what would you do to attain it?

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written - private

[imatreenow]

I was once as powerful as a god. A long time ago, I set aside a parcel of land and sent it into the skies, so that at least some of my people could live free from the endless persecution we must suffer. They lived isolated from the world, but that meant they were isolated from the pain of hatred. Was that not better? Better than a life of constant fear, a life lived like a slave, no better than a beast?

I spent my whole life trying to build the perfect world. I know it's impossible. I don't need you to tell me. I don't regret it, though. [A long pause, and then he carefully writes in an addendum, like a held breath.]

I don't want to regret it. I don't want to think that I suffered for nothing all those years. [But it was for nothing, wasn't it? He could have spared himself from so much hurting, so much disappointment, if he had just died completely with his sister...]

written - private

[winds_voice]

[Given that explanation, Eley found himself struggling a little to counter with an argument of his own. He knew of people in his own world who were treated in much the same way, though nothing had been done about it yet. If it had been them he had saved rather than the Agkelons, would things have been different? Would they have been happy?]

In that case... I see that you were only trying to do what was best for your people. You tried to do what you felt was right. I do not feel that anyone could blame you for wanting to take that path after being treated so harshly.

Despite the consequences of your actions, I am sure that regret is not the only thing to come from them. And if you wish to correct your mistakes or at least work towards something better, you still have time as long as you are here. Alive. Do not throw that away.

No world is perfect, but we can still work together to make it better. It is not unheard of for those suffering under persecution to break free and make a stand in the world as equals... even if I wish that it did not have to happen in the first place.

written - private

[imatreenow]

It wasn't a mistake. [No matter how many doubts have seeped into him, that's one thing he's still sure of.] None of it was a mistake, because it was what I needed to do.

[Constructing the world into his kingdom to suit his own needs. The countless attempts to resurrect his sister. Extinguishing so many lives to populate the world with lifeless existences. But can you regret something - even though he said he doesn't want to, he insists, with the desperation of a man with a noose around his neck - that wasn't a mistake?] Perhaps the mistake was in caring what happened to that filthy world.