[ Again, the corners of his lips curl upward. It is a very slight smile, as he does not think that he should say he is sorry for how he is. He is the only person that ever thinks of anyone other than himself, after all.
The world is twisted and corrupt. The only happiness that anyone can hold for themselves is one bought off the suffering of others. It's insane. The world is insane. But, well, that is the world that he came from. Could this world be more peaceful? More kind?
He doubts it.
For as long as people can think, they will chose ruin.
He pauses when Set reaches out to touch him. Yet again, he thought that his skin may be ripped from his body; does he long for pain? Perhaps. He has lived in agony for years that he almost isn't sure how to exist without it. However, he does not pull away and instead draws his hands up Set's arms, lightly resting his hands against his skin in comfort. ]
The laughter you had before is not the merriment of someone whole.
[ His tone is comforting, despite it all, and an apology laced in. So sorry that you're such a pathetic creature. So sorry that you cannot do anything. Gods truly are nothing in his own glory. ]
Because I offer you forgiveness. I will forgive you at the end of your walk. I will absolve you of all the things you call sin. If no one else will have you, I will have you, Set. [ His smile warms his own face. ] You were not saved because you were abandoned at the last step, but I will never abandon anyone.
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[ Again, the corners of his lips curl upward. It is a very slight smile, as he does not think that he should say he is sorry for how he is. He is the only person that ever thinks of anyone other than himself, after all.
The world is twisted and corrupt. The only happiness that anyone can hold for themselves is one bought off the suffering of others. It's insane. The world is insane. But, well, that is the world that he came from. Could this world be more peaceful? More kind?
He doubts it.
For as long as people can think, they will chose ruin.
He pauses when Set reaches out to touch him. Yet again, he thought that his skin may be ripped from his body; does he long for pain? Perhaps. He has lived in agony for years that he almost isn't sure how to exist without it. However, he does not pull away and instead draws his hands up Set's arms, lightly resting his hands against his skin in comfort. ]
The laughter you had before is not the merriment of someone whole.
[ His tone is comforting, despite it all, and an apology laced in. So sorry that you're such a pathetic creature. So sorry that you cannot do anything. Gods truly are nothing in his own glory. ]
Because I offer you forgiveness. I will forgive you at the end of your walk. I will absolve you of all the things you call sin. If no one else will have you, I will have you, Set. [ His smile warms his own face. ] You were not saved because you were abandoned at the last step, but I will never abandon anyone.