[She couldn't enact her vengeance against dead wretches, and Rhea had already punished Fodlan's humans in her stead. The few Nabatean children that remained had scattered, or been twisted by their trauma, and Sothis was just done. She wanted nothing to do with reality. All she wanted was to lay to rest those whose remains were being defiled still, and then sleep 'til Byleth's natural life winked out.
In that event, she'll ensure that her Crest Stone was destroyed - just in case Rhea, or anyone else, got any more bright ideas.]
Not even I can change the ancient past in my current state. So, closure will just have to do.
[Yet, she sounded so bitter about it. It really was unfair, she couldn't help but think. If it had been only her torn apart and her remains violated, then she would have simply shrugged her figurative shoulders and admitted that perhaps her heavy-handedness regarding the Agarthan Issue had invited such retaliation upon her. But to drag in her children, most of whom were innocent... why did they die, yet the Agarthans somehow survived like the cockroaches that they were? Who decided that? Who weighed the scales and thought, 'yup, seems fair'!?
Fate truly had a sick sense of humour.]
For I have no intention to retake my place as Fódlan's progenitor god. As far as I am concerned, you mortals are free to chart whatever destiny you desire for yourselves... as you have been doing for however long I have been dead for.
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[She couldn't enact her vengeance against dead wretches, and Rhea had already punished Fodlan's humans in her stead. The few Nabatean children that remained had scattered, or been twisted by their trauma, and Sothis was just done. She wanted nothing to do with reality. All she wanted was to lay to rest those whose remains were being defiled still, and then sleep 'til Byleth's natural life winked out.
In that event, she'll ensure that her Crest Stone was destroyed - just in case Rhea, or anyone else, got any more bright ideas.]
Not even I can change the ancient past in my current state. So, closure will just have to do.
[Yet, she sounded so bitter about it. It really was unfair, she couldn't help but think. If it had been only her torn apart and her remains violated, then she would have simply shrugged her figurative shoulders and admitted that perhaps her heavy-handedness regarding the Agarthan Issue had invited such retaliation upon her. But to drag in her children, most of whom were innocent... why did they die, yet the Agarthans somehow survived like the cockroaches that they were? Who decided that? Who weighed the scales and thought, 'yup, seems fair'!?
Fate truly had a sick sense of humour.]
For I have no intention to retake my place as Fódlan's progenitor god. As far as I am concerned, you mortals are free to chart whatever destiny you desire for yourselves... as you have been doing for however long I have been dead for.