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A success. My first real success. If only your wings had not been too much, if only your eyes would've retained their glow- if only you remained radiant. You may have lost your holy appearance, but I will always remember what I accomplished, with you. For just a moment- you were really, truly an angel. My angel. A messenger- a creation- by and for the gods. By and for me.
yy , ou said you wer e helping ?
You never wanted to die, so I brought you back. Flesh and blood- cold and dead, but you walk again. You are a part of me, and I am glad that you were loyal when you were. Hate me if you wish, but I will never regret bringing you back, Aeron.
I don't claim you, don't think of me. I never wanted to die, but I wanted to live even less. How dare you take that from me?
One of the mermaids I found washed upon the shore. Stella was always softer, quiet- she was scared. I tried to take away her fear- her corpse was made beautiful again, but she rejected me, rejected the idea of being something again. A shame, but I will not dispose of my creations, so she may remain.
Another of my mermaids. He was eager to be back, so excited to exist again- but he turned hostile when I told him he could not return to his waters. I may have succeeded in bringing him back, but Tsuri is a failure.
I thought I got rid of you- you were a failure unlike all others. How dare you still walk this land- how dare you hold life between your hands- die, again and again. You do not deserve to breathe this stale air.
Doctor...? I think something's wrong with my head- can't you help me?
An early experiment. I have always amazed myself with the ability to reanimate anyone. Another piece of flesh, more blood- welcome back, and never leave again.
Thanks for the bumping heart and flowing blood- I still hate you though.
You've always been so fleeting- isn't it nice to be alive? You are bones and blood and body- do not take my gift as a joke.
Hmm... I know you, yes, but I do not care for you.
The first of two; I've always loved my girls, it is a shame that one did not survive the operation. Still, two living bodies is better than one- I adore being able to study them.
The second- I nearly lost her, too, but it worked out. She was harder to put back together; much more damage was caused before I got there, but the point is that she lived, now. and I was the one who gave her the gift of life, once again.
Something fun; I never thought she would work the way she did. I'm proud of myself for being able to create such a monstrosity- who would've thought this world could handle it? A godless creation- but if I was able to give her life, am I not a god in my own right? Gods are immortal, my dancer- I will never truly die.
If you hadn't made me, life would be easier. However, that would mean I wouldn't have been able to have a hand in killing you myself. I hope you're fucking sorry for what you've done.
You were special, and you failed. That is your own fault, you weren't strong enough. Laugh now, and enjoy your moment- I will not be disposed of so easily. You are all mine- I made you- without me, you wouldn't be here. Seraph, my darling angel, you were always going to be a failure; but didn't I treat you like a god? Appreciate the gift as you had it; I will not be so kind again.
How's it feel? Isn't the ground so cold it chills your bones? Isn't the air so stale it burns your lungs? Enjoy it, I had to.
A wonderful helper, until she turned with the rest of them. Keep them well and safe, my dear. You may believe that I am evil, but I know what I've done for the world. You are a proof of my worth, in yourself, and you will keep my children afloat.
eh... i donno hes sorta like. like yknow when you forget about your mcdonald's fries and twenty minutes after youre like AH MY FRIES but they're weird and stale even though you just got them? he's sorta like the greasy bag those come in
An inbetween. Broken and flawed, but a proof of concept. If only she would've stablized. If only she would have sprouted faster. If only she didn't start rotting. She's no better than the rest of my rejects, but I hold my angels dear.
I didn't want to be ugly. You said I could be pretty- I could be the prettiest girl in the whole wide world- but you made me rot. I'm decaying, and I can't do anything about it. I just wanted to be liked. To be pretty. To be worth being seen... you've made me even more hideous than I started. I didn't think it was possible. I wish I never met you.
My other half, though I have not seen her in quite some time. She rejects mine and my own flesh, the life she so nurtured and cared for- did I not keep them safe, my love? Did I not bring them back? I... I don't understand why everyone has turned on me- even the ones who swore they never would. Even the one who I gave myself to, for so, so many years. Did we not mean anything, once our creations died? I brought them back. I did it. Look at me. Come back. Look at me! You don't have the right to leave me like this- not when I've done so much for your happiness! I gave them all back- and you're still gone. I hope the underbelly of Hellside swallows you whole, you witch.
Oh, my ex husband? We cut ties due to an... accident in the family, that he didn't take well. My children's bodies should have been buried. I've heard he's dead- perhaps that's just wishful thinking.
My father. I owe him everything, and I will follow where he leads; as long as no one gets hurt. I have all of our records. I know what has happened here. I will take care of everyone, while he stays hidden away. I am not upset with him- not as I should be, but I empathize with my fellow reanimated. I visit him, now and again, and make sure he is well. We will need him, should another tragedy happen.