Aeon's Links
"Dearest friend whom does nothing but aid me. When my decisions are rash, she quells my thoughts. She helps me see rational....even if her offspring are problematic...
I am glad I brought her to existence."
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There is not that I would like to share."
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I will enjoy tearing the skin and flesh from your putrid form. You will be right to fear my impending arrival!
....our reunion will be your funeral."
"The cruelty of Father to his kin is unforgivable. O Lord hear me when I say, that if He ever decides to break the vow of abstinence from this mortal world I will bring upon this earth a mighty storm. Powerful enough to destroy the heavens!
"How disheartening it is, that our Father lives everyday purposely ignorant to the pleas of mercy. One day, every beast on this earth will come forth and bite the hand that created them...
O, how glorious that day will be."
"...A regrettable creation of mine. An absolute waste of potential."
"Are you proud of me, father?"
:)
"A haunting reminder of my child's boiling insatiable retribution..there is...so much I can say on this subject.
I...am asked by so many to eliminate Mephistopheles, as if the boy was a mere plague on this world. And yet, I cannot bring myself to do so. He is my kin, but a stain on the holy blood of Gods just the same. He commits atrocities with a smile, but I still find myself...empathetic.
I am conflicted. I sincerely wish Mephistopheles would not be so prey to his fathers corruption-.... but if Voltaire could forgive me, perhaps...
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....[Clears Throat] I think we shall dismiss this discussion."
“Ah yes, grandfather dearest, such a fool he, so very convoluted in his ways and the moment his views were challenged he turned tail and ran, such cowardice! To think the creator god would be so weak minded, almost as weak as the mortals he help so dearly! Oh, Aeon my dear, dear kin... He is but a hypocrite, he speaks of having such empathy for his creations, yet he knows he purposely caused them turmoil. He wanted to see their sweetest reactions to his doings, bring them pain and miser. Ashamed the immortal is, yet ever so immoral he is, and yet he attempts to demonize me? Me and my dearest father? Oh, father Voltaire is seen as the antagonist solely because of Aeon’s victory, a shameful victory which never truly was an end, to think he could imprison a god and not pay mind to his growing power.
To hell with empathy, to the depths with morals and integrity! He knows none of it, he upholds zero, he is an ignorant bystander to the atrocities he leaves for the morals to commit! He sees the lesser as more deserving then his closest sons, to his very own kin, and the damned deity he caused only wished to uphold balance and punish the ungrateful men of the world, to do what grandfather would not, no reason, no persuasion, not a compromise was ever sought of, banishment is all he had. Still do the great gods of the world hold this horrid leader as their saviour, fools, they all are! Traitors to their own design!
When I dabble in the lives of these horrendous mortals and bring Great suffering not only is it for my enjoyment, but it is enjoyment stemming from upholding what should be upheld! To use the humans’ own intelligence against them! So have them pain, mutilated, suffer for all they has inflicted as well! I do this all for the father, not the father of all, but my own true father who seen things right!
Aeon shall come to be no more, just you wait... And what an ever so joyous day it will be.”
"A companion of hundreds of millennia, there is no value I can place on the appreciation I feel for Quetzalcoatl. From the moment of creation they have been nothing but loyal...nothing less of a prized child of mine."
go back to wales you fucking goat
"Every choice I make continues to earn the title of mistake. Hopefully, this does not follow the same path. I am sorry, my dear child Cresselia."
"Aeon... bloody Aeon... I don't even know what else to say about him. I have zero doubts my very existence disgusts him. His banishment of Voltaire, while I can see the logic behind it, was still rather unjust and cruel... his own solemn vow is all that's keeping him from ending me or my child. But someday, he's going to make a mistake, one that will cost him dearly. I've seen so in the stars themselves... and they haven't been wrong yet."
"I do not know if to be amazed...proud...or remorseful. My creations...they have become the Gods of the realm in which they dwell. Creating life from nothing, just as their father on high has done. However this creature...there is anger in it's heart. I can see, that it does not appreciate the birth it was given."
"His name...I've heard it. Arceus, right? Esther's husband...the town priest, they speak His name quite often. The creater...hm....."
"The most juvenile of the Avian Acolytes...and yet, his young demanor does not breath life back into Aeolus...I'm sorry, for what you had to endure."
"Funky guy, I guess...although...Aeolus sure doesn't like it when we try to ask about him."
"I am aware that you know what happened to Aeolus."
"The father of my regrettable existence. I have distain for you, and your ireemissible decision to bring life into my siblings."
"... I am unaware about what he stands to gain from abandonning the Whirl Islands and becoming a pupil to Haefestus."
"... This great dilemma that Voltaire proposed all those years ago, it grows ever more alarming. I have granted you another chance at a normal living, Aeolus. And yet, your heart is still deafened by festering emotions of hurt. Please, I beg you, rise from the deep. Look upon the world I have bestowed for you and call it your home... please.."
"I do not wish to be resented."
"The darkness of the trenches I dwell is more warming to me than to think of this... this... this monster." She closes her eyes admist silence. "Leave me alone. I do not wish to ruin my conscious."