PHAINAXA BUTT SEX

sunday as a child was groomed into religion -> factual. people will agree with you

Unwilling tears trailed down his cheeks. At the heart of the shattered ritual array lingered not just death's shadow, but an abyss of silence and emptiness. Then, a sigh trembled through the darkness — a ripple from the "soul's" deepest recesses. "Is that you... Sister..." The boy lifted his hand, a weak light flickering in his eyes. The silhouette of his loved one lingered but a breath, yet its imprint etched a millennium into his heart. "I see... Thank you... for this final farewell." He rose slowly. Dawn's first rays caressed his resolute face, still streaked with tears. "The path of seeking is a solitary one... Let us meet again at the journey's end.”

Polyxia: So, while weaving the laws of the new world... I shattered the forbidden bottom line for "life" and "death." Castorice: ... Polyxia: I reshaped my sister's soul and took the form of the great dragon Pollux to carry her up the River of Souls and back into the mortal realm. Polyxia: But our fates were already decided... and manifested in unexpected ways in response to my futile actions. Polyxia: Aging is an unbreakable law of nature laid upon humankind, created at the same time as "Death." When the living die, their souls will meet Thanatos, who would determine where every soul goes... Polyxia: If the Reaper raises their left hand, the soul is granted death and allowed to enter the nether realm to await reincarnation. If they raise their right hand, the soul is rejected by the nether realm and returned to the mortal realm to continue walking the earth. Castorice: That's why the "Hand of Shadow" can only lay down judgment... and not embrace another being. Polyxia: Yes. "Death" was originally a pair of hands, but they were split in twain when we reached the mortal realm, never to touch each other ever again… Polyxia: The half of Thanatos that represents life, the undying human who "grants death"... That was the curse I forced upon you. Castorice: Then... What about you? Polyxia: As the half of Thanatos representing death, I shoulder the fate of "defying death." I died the moment I entered the world of the living. Polyxia: From then on, my Titan also no longer existed in this world. The cycle of life and death stopped. Souls were denied their audience with death, and were left stranded within an ever-rising river of the dead.... Polyxia: What irony. My selfish desire to save your life gave you and the world a fate far worse than death instead.

Amunet: No one ever invented the word "cherish" in the era when life was eternal, for all the good things in the world could be revisited endlessly, and every bond formed carried no risk of being severed. Amunet: The so-called Era Chrysea was an age devoid of both virtue and sin. People did not truly live — they simply existed, going through the motions without passion or purpose, then waiting for something to happen. Amunet: Perhaps the people of Styxia chose to embrace death not out of fascination with its cruel and fearsome side… Amunet: But instead became fixated and obsessed with the impulses and desires tied to a finite existence. Castorice: … Castorice: Therefore, "Death" is not a thing of fear and desperation, but... Amunet: That's right, Castorice. It is the reason we shed tears when parting ways... and also the original spark that ignited the passion of mortals. Amunet: If you truly intend to deprive the world of "Death," then be prepared to witness it return to a state of stagnation. Castorice: … Castorice: I understand, Lady Amunet. Castorice: Our limited lifespan shapes all that we know and love... Not even the Death Titan has the right to take that away from humankind again. Castorice: "Mnestia's Love" was the Chrysalis of Gold's first blessing, but it most likely wasn't understood by mankind. We only learned to interpret this wonderful gift after Thanatos' arrival. Castorice: If the world was bereft of death, then the Queen of Styxia wouldn't have played midwife in delivering me into this world... You wouldn't have welcomed me into Aidonia... And Aglaea would never have invited me to join the Flame-Chase Journey. None of these stories would ever have happened. Castorice: And I... Would never have lived, let alone found happiness. Castorice: Thank you, mother… Castorice: I will use all the "love" I've experienced in this long life to complete the final miracle.