#justblood

An angel trapped to hell

When he comes back to the sub, the pendant is cracked and he's where Ava can hear him, with enough oxygen for a while yet. Somewhere he could be saved from, with a seed that could save him from becoming a part of the blood ocean. That giant cosmic horror tried to save his ass. It just didn't work out. His body became the soil instead. But that may be a mercy not afforded to Ellie. Pray you stay dead and all that. It may not have saved his life, but it saved him from becoming a part of the blood ocean.

"Fullness of life?" Nate asks. "Why would life matter when we are meant to end it?" "Life not as in a newborn son or daughter. But life as experience. The adventure of a new emotion. You know what a marriage is yes?" They nod. So its finally come. "That is the experience I give to you: a spouse to tend to you, when your days are done. To care and clean your wounds of the daily wear. To ease your hearts and give you greater purpose. For at the end of humanity, when we are free to join the soil. It is often hard for some to take life itself. You, in your sworn oaths and training, should you survive your battles to the bitter end: will guide your bride and children to the grove." Simon did not murder the Father now. Though the isolation was ideal, there were still eyes set against him. A suicide pact, in exchange for some sex and servitude. Just so the girls sent to them, never experience the endless abuse under his hands at the core? It was sick.