That you aren't raising your fist against me speaks magnitude of your character. A willingness to listen rather then reacting. Many men would probably not stop and listen and try to attack me. That wouldn't end well for them.
[He then chews the question over.] Surely you are somewhat familiar with polytheism at least? I can't imagine it would be non-existent in your world. Surely our worlds can't be that different? I do understand your dilemma, even if I'm unable to see myself in that situation. I do know though that even in my world there are groups of people being told there's just one god, one truth. It's... troubling. Most aren't as, if I may say so, ignorant.
[He tilts his head slightly. None of the names were familiar to him and he couldn't stop himself from reaching out for more context of those names. Something Bennet may or may not be aware of. Just surface thoughts, not wanting to go too deep. More out of courtesy than anything else.]
Perhaps because I'm not mortal, nor mutant? That's what you call yourself is it not? My heritage is divine and ancient. It leaves its marks upon me. My aura can overwhelm lesser men. I know I'm the son of a god. I know what Fate has planned for me. I just seek... something more.
Yes you're correct. In a way. Eogan is the king of the gods, ruler of the sky. He was one of the first. He was there when his wife Sîan molded the fundaments of the world out of the dark clay of the void. Before her, there was nothing. As the rulers, we bow to their guidance. Sometimes... some of us needs convincing. Things can get heated in the halls of the heavens, just like how all children rebel against their parents at one point.
[His next line of inquiry gives Aiden pause. He truly wish he could settle his concerns. But he knew too little.] I do wish I could lay your concerns to rest. I do believe you're in truth mortal, but something within you is stopping you from dying. Maybe forever. [He muses over it.] I don't know enough about the world you heir from. Heck, I hardly know everything of my own. Sure, there are others I can ask, gods that would know. But if our worlds are truly that different, maybe even they will come up short.
Which is most troubling. Also... if you're 800 years, I think you're actually older than me. [He makes an amused huff at that] Of course that depends on your definitions. A year on one planet may be several years on another.
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[He then chews the question over.] Surely you are somewhat familiar with polytheism at least? I can't imagine it would be non-existent in your world. Surely our worlds can't be that different? I do understand your dilemma, even if I'm unable to see myself in that situation. I do know though that even in my world there are groups of people being told there's just one god, one truth. It's... troubling. Most aren't as, if I may say so, ignorant.
[He tilts his head slightly. None of the names were familiar to him and he couldn't stop himself from reaching out for more context of those names. Something Bennet may or may not be aware of. Just surface thoughts, not wanting to go too deep. More out of courtesy than anything else.]
Perhaps because I'm not mortal, nor mutant? That's what you call yourself is it not? My heritage is divine and ancient. It leaves its marks upon me. My aura can overwhelm lesser men. I know I'm the son of a god. I know what Fate has planned for me. I just seek... something more.
Yes you're correct. In a way. Eogan is the king of the gods, ruler of the sky. He was one of the first. He was there when his wife Sîan molded the fundaments of the world out of the dark clay of the void. Before her, there was nothing. As the rulers, we bow to their guidance. Sometimes... some of us needs convincing. Things can get heated in the halls of the heavens, just like how all children rebel against their parents at one point.
[His next line of inquiry gives Aiden pause. He truly wish he could settle his concerns. But he knew too little.] I do wish I could lay your concerns to rest. I do believe you're in truth mortal, but something within you is stopping you from dying. Maybe forever. [He muses over it.] I don't know enough about the world you heir from. Heck, I hardly know everything of my own. Sure, there are others I can ask, gods that would know. But if our worlds are truly that different, maybe even they will come up short.
Which is most troubling. Also... if you're 800 years, I think you're actually older than me. [He makes an amused huff at that] Of course that depends on your definitions. A year on one planet may be several years on another.