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It was a joke... you also have my shadow powers...
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"Well I've had them for while apparently. I haven't been completely honest with you."
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I assumed that
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"Would you like to know more?''
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Okay. *sits down*
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"During the second holy war, I was a soldier for the angels."
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Okay, okay
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"During the war I made a pact with shadows."
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Thee... the ones from my underworld
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"I don't remember. I broke the pact and they took my memories. Lately I've been remembering."
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Okay. Well... I haven't been too honest with you either.
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"You want to share?"
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Well... I may have been there when making the pact, and I may have been there when your memory was gone.
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[b]My face turns pale [/b] "Mortar no.. "
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They forced my hand, it was like Jury Duty
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[b]I am speechless[/b] "..."
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*I put my hand on your shoulder* I may not be able to help you remember, but I can help you remember your abilities, you had more than you do now.
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"More?"
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A couple more, you had an apocalyptic form that was lost long before your memory loss.
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"But. You were there? During the war?"
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I didn't participate, I lurked, picking out the souls and bringing them to a better place.
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'' oh my god."
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That is actually the most merciful thing you can do to them, otherwise they will haunt the realms and destroy anyone that comes near. I'm not proud of it, though
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"My son...."
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Wait, the hell? I'm kinda fuzzy with it myself, but I'm sure as hell not your son!