I know others aren't, but...yeah. Extending my life unnaturally felt wrong. For the longest time, I was scared that graduation meant that when I died, eventually, for real this time, my family wouldn't want me.
We hunted the undead. We killed ourselves when we were turned into vampires or werewolves. And if some faceless abomination wanted to tear my family from their eternal rest, wherever the fuck that is, collectively I think they would all try to kill him for the sheer fucking audacity of it.
We died for our people, saving as many as we could. For some creature to offer it to us first and not to however many countless innocents, babies ripped from their cradles and children sacrificed at altars, men and women slaughtered in the fields for doing nothing except trying to go about their meager lives in peace...
I think it would be the biggest collective "Fuck you" ever heard in Hell.
Plus I had someone threaten to pull me out of the afterlife.
Still hate the Necromancer from taking that choice from me and everyone else. Kidnapping the dead, inmates and wardens alike. Making me sit through the expressions of friends and family when I explained why I hated the idea of going back.
And I’m not going home until the fucker removes me himself. I’ll work here until I’m forced off.
[ It hits him like Trevor punched him, those pale eyes going very wide and a trembling all through him. There's an audible swallow before the words practically eject themselves from him. ]
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All of that is true, of course. But I'm more unsettled by living in a place where no one here played any part in the misery of myself or my city.
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I know others aren't, but...yeah. Extending my life unnaturally felt wrong. For the longest time, I was scared that graduation meant that when I died, eventually, for real this time, my family wouldn't want me.
We hunted the undead. We killed ourselves when we were turned into vampires or werewolves. And if some faceless abomination wanted to tear my family from their eternal rest, wherever the fuck that is, collectively I think they would all try to kill him for the sheer fucking audacity of it.
We died for our people, saving as many as we could. For some creature to offer it to us first and not to however many countless innocents, babies ripped from their cradles and children sacrificed at altars, men and women slaughtered in the fields for doing nothing except trying to go about their meager lives in peace...
I think it would be the biggest collective "Fuck you" ever heard in Hell.
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Plus I had someone threaten to pull me out of the afterlife.
Still hate the Necromancer from taking that choice from me and everyone else. Kidnapping the dead, inmates and wardens alike. Making me sit through the expressions of friends and family when I explained why I hated the idea of going back.
And I’m not going home until the fucker removes me himself. I’ll work here until I’m forced off.
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Lucky you, then, that you will have company.
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At least Johann will be there to be a huge pain in the ass.
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You say that as if you are not a warden already, Herr Belmont. And one paired at that.
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And I'm only talking about it because of this flood!
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Especially when you have beer to look forward to later.
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Okay.
[he settles back down on his cot, mollified]
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I'll make sure you're out once the flood is done with. I will.
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I love you too!
[ And then he is fleeing. ]