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[deathkid]

[ someone's currently sitting atop the residential housing building, on the roof, tapping his sword against the side. it makes a clunk-clunk noise as a small, skeletal mouse with fairy wings burrows its way into his shaggy hair.

nico looks a bit worse for wear. the constant dark circles under his eyes are worse than before and he looks like he hasn't slept in days... ]

So now that the god issue has been taken care of, I got a question. Mostly for magic users. How many of us are there? And is there anyone who can get access to Nectar or Ambrosia, or who could make some? It's kinda important.

[ clunk-clunk, he taps his sword again and then sets it aside to continue talking. as he does, his hands move and gesture, as one would expect from an italian. ]

Anyway, that's not the main reason behind this post. I noticed more new people showing up again. Makes me wonder what kind of myths exists in other people's world.

In mine, the myths are actually real, but most mortals aren't aware of that fact. Is there anything similar in other places?

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video; @angela

[hevenly]

The stories they tell of Asgard in Heven have turned out to mostly be myth... And then, of course, there are the Earth myths of gods and Angels that are in fact true.

[deathkid]

Most of the myths of the Greek gods are true, at least, so... yeah. I've never really listened to stories about Angels though. I'm guessing they're not fluffy white cherubs.

[hevenly]

Far from it. They are ruthless warriors who do nothing without a price. They live by a strict code, both in their morals and in their society. Anything that deviates is cast out.

[deathkid]

Huh. I don't know if I'd like them much. Then again, I probably wouldn't fit in.

[hevenly]

You most certainly would not.

[ She doesn't even know him that well but she goes on to explain, ] You are male, and would therefore be sequestered in the Temple of the Anchorites, to live a life of silent prayer for the souls of fallen Angels.

[deathkid]

[ scrunches his nose at that. ]

I think I'll pass.

[hevenly]

[ She chuckles, reminded of Sera. Perhaps it is in the way he wrinkles his nose. Perhaps it is in his rejection of the life of Anchorites.

She heaves a heavy sigh, once again missing her love. ]

Many would.