[ He clarified, and she couldn't help but smile. ] Because I'm a Villain, dear. That's what some of us like to do.
[ Not Akua, even at the height of her own villainy, had been so willing to torch the entirety of her world -- although she'd certainly made the superweapon to do it. Dread Empress Triumphant had likely been one of those types, and while Akua had styled herself similar to her -- may she never return -- she had never gone so far.
No, Akua understood, because she'd looked into the eyes of a different person, someone on the side of Good. Someone who'd had the ear of the Gods Above, and had wanted, so desperately, to put an end to it all. Why? Because she was lonely, because she saw them die, and nothing ever changed. She had one companion, and that companion had been Neshamah, the Dead King. Of course she'd been warped, after millennia of only one person for company. One constant, among countless that she could appear before. It wasn't even your average person, no, one had to be Named, or close to it. She considered, how to explain this to him. ]
Even those on the side of Good want to...scour the unrighteous from the earth, and all are wanting for purity in their eyes. When pushed for an eternity of seeing the same stories, and the same beats repeat over and over, only to never see anything change... it's not surprising. I knew someone like that. Immortal, lonely. Her only constant only wanted to live to see the Last Dawn, and she... wanted to bring it about.
Eventually, I would think it gets old, being alone, watching, and losing those you are close to. Old, and lonely, don't you think? To be so singular, to see it all cycle over, and over again?
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[ Not Akua, even at the height of her own villainy, had been so willing to torch the entirety of her world -- although she'd certainly made the superweapon to do it. Dread Empress Triumphant had likely been one of those types, and while Akua had styled herself similar to her -- may she never return -- she had never gone so far.
No, Akua understood, because she'd looked into the eyes of a different person, someone on the side of Good. Someone who'd had the ear of the Gods Above, and had wanted, so desperately, to put an end to it all. Why? Because she was lonely, because she saw them die, and nothing ever changed. She had one companion, and that companion had been Neshamah, the Dead King. Of course she'd been warped, after millennia of only one person for company. One constant, among countless that she could appear before. It wasn't even your average person, no, one had to be Named, or close to it. She considered, how to explain this to him. ]
Even those on the side of Good want to...scour the unrighteous from the earth, and all are wanting for purity in their eyes. When pushed for an eternity of seeing the same stories, and the same beats repeat over and over, only to never see anything change... it's not surprising. I knew someone like that. Immortal, lonely. Her only constant only wanted to live to see the Last Dawn, and she... wanted to bring it about.
Eventually, I would think it gets old, being alone, watching, and losing those you are close to. Old, and lonely, don't you think? To be so singular, to see it all cycle over, and over again?