Things made for the pursuit of wickedness do not get to want happy endings. We stand in the way of them.
[ An evil god can only languish in the delusion of happiness for so long, before their true nature is drawn to the surface. He had been happy, once. Distant as he had always felt, his wife had been happy when he returned home to her. His son had always heeded him, always sought him out. His sister was his best friend, his brother a fair and generous king who took his counsel. And that happiness had been a lie, so what was happiness — if not waiting for the other shoe to drop.
The only "happy" ending he knows, is to suffer his atonement, return to Heliopolis, and serve to eternity aboard Ra's barque. Isolated, alone. ]
— I no longer have the imagination, for such things. My happy ending died long before I was thrust from my world to arrive here, where there is a "Heliopolis" that is not my Heliopolis.
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[ An evil god can only languish in the delusion of happiness for so long, before their true nature is drawn to the surface. He had been happy, once. Distant as he had always felt, his wife had been happy when he returned home to her. His son had always heeded him, always sought him out. His sister was his best friend, his brother a fair and generous king who took his counsel. And that happiness had been a lie, so what was happiness — if not waiting for the other shoe to drop.
The only "happy" ending he knows, is to suffer his atonement, return to Heliopolis, and serve to eternity aboard Ra's barque. Isolated, alone. ]
— I no longer have the imagination, for such things. My happy ending died long before I was thrust from my world to arrive here, where there is a "Heliopolis" that is not my Heliopolis.