I need it to be authentic, not directive, darling. I do not mean harm. But there is a difference between doing and obeying, is there not?
Ah... All souls from this world, reincarnated or otherwise, are born with an alignment with a cosmic force- an aspect of divinity. It would designate what sort of cosmic magic will come most naturally to you, the court you would uphold if... we held courts, and your nature. Sometimes the wires can get a bit crossed, colors bleed into each other, but everyone has this.
Those who hold the Golden Sun within them hold fire and light- it is the hearth and home, the fire of war. Exuberance and passion and adoration, for good or ill... They love so very deeply, they live so very brightly, and they are the force needed to defend it at whatever cost. And sometimes, the light of the sun burns. Fire is a dangerous thing, after all... Even in the hands of someone kind.
Those who hold the Silver Moon are more reserved, thoughtful- cold, some might say. But their love can shine just as brightly, and their devotion is as radiant as the light in the night sky, as vicious as the wildernes. They are forces of change, be it themselves or the world around them. But just as much as they are reserved, they are... I believe the term is "feral".
Those who hold Starlight are shining forces of nature. But they are also prone to isolation, for a star is simply a sun from light-years away. They are living acts of love, but their own minds trap them in themselves- passion, magnetism, charisma, and yet they are the hardest to reach in life. They are multitudes, they are potential. It is those born of Stars that made magic for humans to begin with.
... And you... you are a rarity. Ever since our brother's fall, those who would be His fall into different categories- they are taken in by different courts. But sometimes his virtues hold steadfast despite this, and mark true.
You are of the Crimson Sun- you are a passion that leads, a hunger for knowledge that cannot be stopped, a sensitivity that can shatter the mind. It is your kind who build empires, push civilization forward, build cathedrals and palaces out of mere dreams. Were He not... as He is now, you would be able to learn the very act of Creation from Him, as it is He who Made to begin with.
But the Crimson Sun is dead, blackened. He is not there- only His hate and spite remains. And I imagine He's very upset with your mere existence. If it is envy or disappointment, I do not know.
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Ah... All souls from this world, reincarnated or otherwise, are born with an alignment with a cosmic force- an aspect of divinity. It would designate what sort of cosmic magic will come most naturally to you, the court you would uphold if... we held courts, and your nature. Sometimes the wires can get a bit crossed, colors bleed into each other, but everyone has this.
Those who hold the Golden Sun within them hold fire and light- it is the hearth and home, the fire of war. Exuberance and passion and adoration, for good or ill... They love so very deeply, they live so very brightly, and they are the force needed to defend it at whatever cost. And sometimes, the light of the sun burns. Fire is a dangerous thing, after all... Even in the hands of someone kind.
Those who hold the Silver Moon are more reserved, thoughtful- cold, some might say. But their love can shine just as brightly, and their devotion is as radiant as the light in the night sky, as vicious as the wildernes. They are forces of change, be it themselves or the world around them. But just as much as they are reserved, they are... I believe the term is "feral".
Those who hold Starlight are shining forces of nature. But they are also prone to isolation, for a star is simply a sun from light-years away. They are living acts of love, but their own minds trap them in themselves- passion, magnetism, charisma, and yet they are the hardest to reach in life. They are multitudes, they are potential. It is those born of Stars that made magic for humans to begin with.
... And you... you are a rarity. Ever since our brother's fall, those who would be His fall into different categories- they are taken in by different courts. But sometimes his virtues hold steadfast despite this, and mark true.
You are of the Crimson Sun- you are a passion that leads, a hunger for knowledge that cannot be stopped, a sensitivity that can shatter the mind. It is your kind who build empires, push civilization forward, build cathedrals and palaces out of mere dreams. Were He not... as He is now, you would be able to learn the very act of Creation from Him, as it is He who Made to begin with.
But the Crimson Sun is dead, blackened. He is not there- only His hate and spite remains. And I imagine He's very upset with your mere existence. If it is envy or disappointment, I do not know.