⎈ ┆ ❛ CONQUISTA

“You’ve threatened to invade my dreams, and now you’re following me,” Nemesis hummed, wagging her finger at the other. “Is there something you want from me, Mel?” She seemed curious as to what the woman was doing, but had no intention of giving up her own destination. “I’m going this way, and you’ll be going that way. I’m sure you can find someone much more interesting to stalk.”

I don’t know how to apologize, so… Unfuck you. Or whatever.

The woman didn’t seem particularly interested in him, and because of that, he felt a little put off. Normally, he preferred to stay unnoticed, to slink through the trees and stay in the shadows. He rarely enjoyed his visits into town, and when he did it’s because he was meeting someone that made his time worth wild. However, with this strange woman, he felt a small sadness that she didn’t know who he was, even though he had to say he didn’t know her. There was just something deep down that wanted her to know him, and to tell him who she was. “I don’t know.” It was the truth. He couldn’t answer her question. He had no reason to want her to tell him. No reasonable explanation. “I remember you, but I don’t.” Again, not a reasonable explanation. “I want… to apologize. But I don’t know what for, and so I will not.” 

Her features softened, not out of sympathy nor out of any sudden feeling of warmth and forgiveness but out of surprise. What would this stranger have to apologize for? They’d never met, and he had never done her wrong. Not in this reality, at least.

–but no no no I DON’T WANT TO BE LOVED, I DON’T WANT TO BE FORGIVEN, LET ME REDEFINE GOD INTO SOMETHING I CAN BECOME

As Noah walked through the dungeons, he didn’t bother looking around him. This wasn’t where they were truly going to keep him for more than a day or two, and he had no intention of getting comfortable. This whole thing was ridiculous, and he was going to let Arthur know exactly what he thought of the situation when he was released. 

“Then if that is the truth, I hope that you never find your own peace. I hope you find someone who genuinely enjoys watching you writhe in fear,” she mimicked the other. Being awoken from the few good dreams she had didn’t do much to put Pleione in the mood to empathize. “Or rather, let you find all the happiness in the world and then have it taken from you and just when you find the pain dulling, let nightmares remind you of what you’ve lost and take your joy from that.”

The goddess’s unexpected harshness caught Melinoe off guard, maybe even hurt her feelings-- if she even still had those to hurt-- but she wouldn’t allow herself to feel threatened by her nor show how unsettled she felt by Pleione’s malevolent wishes. “So much disdain over one ruined illusion,” she giggled after a moment of silence passed between them. “...and they call me dramatic. I wonder what you’d say if I actually harmed you or someone you loved like a real monster.”