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Necromancy was all about recycling, after all.
not all killing is wrong. I’d even say that sometimes that violence is necessary. To protect yourself. To protect those you care about.”
“But one thing is certain. If you do nothing – if you talk yourself out of trying – then you will always fail,” Jason said forcefully, speaking as much to himself as he was to Frank now.
“Not quite. I am responsible for creating life – the plants and animals that inhabit this world. The elementals were responsible for forming the mountains, clouds, oceans, and the fires that burn within the heart of our world,” the dragon replied, his voice echoing through Jason’s mind.
how do the gods fit into this?” Jason asked, shaking his head. He might have been a bit startled by the dragon at first, but now he saw this encounter as an opportunity. If this creature could answer some of the questions he’d been tackling for weeks and months now, then he wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth – or a giant dragon the size of a small mountain. “They are parasites,” the dragon hissed, a sharp edge to his mental voice. “Those so-called gods feed upon the magic of this world.”
the gods are parasites. They feed on mana, stealing it from other living creatures and from the land itself. Yet they refuse to surrender that energy back into the cycle. They are not born, and they do not die. They do not create. They only care about themselves and act solely upon their lust for power.”
So it would take only a minor change in their nature to cease being parasites; becoming symbionts instead.
“People always assume that family is a ‘right,’ but it’s not – not at all. Family is a privilege. It’s earned,”
I’ve confirmed that I don’t need my parents – maybe I haven’t for a long time now,” Jason continued. “And once you start down that path, once that relationship is no longer defined by dependency, you start to question whether you want the relationship.” His eyes shot to Westley’s. “My parents are people. They should be held to the same standard as everyone else. I’m not willing to let my own desires play second fiddle to their whims just because of some roll of the genetic dice. If they want to continue to be a part of my life, then they have to earn it – just like everyone else.”
There were always risks. Always multiple possible ways to tackle a problem. Always uncertainty. But ultimately, you just had to pick a path and commit to it.
Instead of asking why Finn had gotten involved, perhaps he should be asking why Alfred had taken an interest in him. Why had the AI chosen Finn as the fire avatar? Or, for that matter, why had the AI chosen Jason? Or Alex? Most of the people Alfred had selected were all located in the same city and had a loose connection to Cerillion Entertainment. One was a coincidence. Two? Three? That was a pattern.
“It can be a horrible experience to feel like you have no choice. Like your back is forced against a wall, and there’s nowhere to run,” Jason answered, his gaze still locked on the cat. “But it can also offer a strange sense of enlightenment. Those situations highlight that deep down, you’re two different people. “There’s the calm, logical exterior that passes off pleasantries and studiously fulfills its obligations. That self that responds to every twinge in your gut when you do something you believe to be ‘wrong’ or ‘inappropriate.’ That toes the line. Conforms. That rationalizes how
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