►Private Thread; So a zombie and a Death God walk into a bar..

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[Well, not really a bar since it's just one of the random restaurants in the mall. A particularly empty one. Which actually makes it perfect for the topic of the upcoming discussion. Already been almost two months and it's still hard to hear certain people say his first name, let alone knowing about the whole Erebus thing. And there's still parts that even the boss doesn't know, and now having to sit down and speak to a literal god about it?

Well, not like anyone would ever tell past the poker face, but it's certainly unnerving as all hell. Nerves were shot just thinking about it... But it was expected. Inevitable someone would call him out, actually. Just gotta be thankful that this case is with someone who wouldn't need that much in-depth explanation to. Try and think of it as practice for the next time someone demands answers?

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Nope, still panicked. Fucking great. But at least there's a cup of coffee to drown away his paranoia with caffeine. It works well enough. Now where is that guy...]

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"...Oh." That explains the half-a-soul business.

"And your...friend?" Why is younger!me hanging out with you all the time, seriously.

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Personification of Death. Was sealed in my mind for ten years before gaining the form you see now. ...His death is the catalyst for Nyx's arrival.

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"...I see."

He doesn't sound that surprised, actually.

Of course this Death would be used as a tool.

Sips his coffee silently, lost in thought.

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[Also silent, but more for the fact that constrained feeling is coming back. A few short breaths before downing what's left of his own cup and placing it back down on the table, eyes starting to cloud over from the mental task of keeping the feeling locked away. If he can sense it, who knows who else can.]

If your mother is here, that means it's only a matter of time before she tries again. ... [Runs a finger along the rim of the empty cup, the part of his voice not being pained just... confused.] Considering she already did without being told...

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"...Did she..."

He's gripping his cup.

"This just isn't like her. Usually she does these sort of things for a reason. ...Some of them rather stupid, but they were reasons nonetheless."

Did things really change so much?

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[Silent for that whole statement, back to absently messing with the rim in his half-awake stupor. What kind of reason would she have? At least normally, you could blame it on Erebus who was currently trying to make itself known again. But that one time Miwako changed in the mall there... No. There wasn't an effect like there was now. Not until Miwako vocally wished for her death. But that proves that Erebus had nothing to do with that. So why would she...?

Props an elbow on the table, facepalming and holding his head up afterwards. Migraine and that stupid demon goat and trying to keep anyone else from sensing that and now this whole thing with Nyx just... ugh I know I swore I wouldn't regret my actions or avoid responsibility, but is a break really too much to ask?]

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Thinking.

"But if you are a Seal, then...Nyx can't be the one trying to destroy you. I felt something else..."

Sorry kid, but the Bedrock upon which the Universe and its laws rest could destroy you instantly if it wanted. SAVE FOR THE POWER OF ~FRIENDSHIP~

Something's off here.

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Erebus.

[Then the faintest of winces at the spike that name brings up with it, before immediately right back to silence. Just like it took to register Nyx attacking without a reason, it would take him a few seconds to get past that name and get through the rest.]

...But I think you knew that already.

AND WE'RE BACK FINALLY

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Urgh dammit that spike of pain. No wonder this felt so familiar.

He gives a sigh. Erebus.

Darkness. Not just in its literal sense, not just "Ohh no the lights are off," but the pure metaphorical darkness in everyone and everything.

And this boy is seperating the two.

How can...

Urgh shit all that pain. "...Maybe we should save this topic for another day."

Don't seizure out on him.

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No.

[There've been worse days than this. Plenty worse. And drawing this conversation out any more than it needed to be would just be an inconvenience to everyone involved. Not that that's going to stop him from resting his head on the table and staring at said countertop's bleak beige coloring.] ...Ask your questions.

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...Well damn, kid. All right.

Although he's pretty fresh out of actual 'questions', except for:

"...How did it ever come to that point?"

To himself, really.

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Humanity as a collective began actively seeking its own demise... Erebus took a form with that malice to bring that will to fruition. [That's it really. It's way more complicated when people don't know most of the backstory behind it. Props to you for having god knowledge yes, As for the rhetorical question behind the literal one, he doesn't have an answer for that except for silence interspersed with a few coughs. Just focus on keeping most of it sealed away from prying eyes. Embarrassing to start breaking down in general, let alone in front of a god. orz]

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Humanity. Accepting him.

...That's good. That's what he wanted, but...

Not all at once. Not like this!

...And the Erebus taunting this young man. Thanatos wish he would just stop already, at least for the time being.

"Be quiet, you. We are trying to have a conversation."

You don't think he's talking to you specifically. STOP IT, NOT!DAD, COME ON

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[Whatever comment to that on his mind cuts off with a strained gasp, curling up and convulsing slightly after the subsequent wave of agony. And if anyone else could hear it, a hissing laugh like nails on a chalkboard rolling in along with it. You'd almost think it was trying to talk back, and if it is the words are clearly "make me".]

SCREW THE RULES, ETC

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Oh what's that?

Make him? Okay. Prepare yourself, kid.

"You old fool. I am Nyx's right hand, and when I tell you to be quiet, you will do what I say."

You gettin' a mental bitchslap, Erebus.

Do not listen in on our private conversations, bitch.

YOU'RE TOO RICH TO DIE?

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[asdfgh-WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT? Recoils on instinct and sits up with a grimace. But... hey it's gone. Just the usual hangover feeling that comes with it, if a bit worsened by said mental bitchslap. Dude. Next time? WARNING WOULD BE NICE.]

Ah... Thanks for that.

WELL....THAT TOO.

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"Mmn. No problem. But anyway..."

Now what's really on his mind. Son, you are not a wandering soul, are you?

"...Why are you out?"

Seals don't wander around all willy-nilly.

Too bad your money's no good here. :|

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... Elizabeth.

[Hey, you know that FEAR OF DEATH you still can't seem to instill in him? Apparently this Elizabeth can. Go figure!]

IT'S A NEXUS, COME ON

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"Eli-"

SOMETHING HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND FOR ONCE.

And what's with the look of HORROR? Yeesh.

And don't worry bro, he wasn't trying to instill the fear of Death in you! In fact, the whole reason he's staying for awhile is no one knows who he is. So, s'cool, bro.

But he shakes his head. "What?"

SORRY DUDE, WE GOTTA DRAW THE LINE SOMEWHERE

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[Shakes head once to get over it right back to lineface. Plus a short sigh.] Elizabeth is... one of my coworkers, you could say. She wanted to try and get me down from the seal. For a year...

[And looks away with a sigh. Now that there's no longer the looming threat of ANNIHILATION coming from said Elizabeth? Wow. Guilt trip. Now know the first person to visit when I get back to my dimension, definitely.] But that was impossible to do without destroying the seal - along with my soul. So... Igor figured out some way to split it into two places but still keep the seal. [Awkward shrug.] I'm still there, really. Just I can use my corpse from afar, assuming enough of my soul remains connected to it.

... [orz] I wasn't given a lot of the specifics. I'm sorry...

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GET YEN, /WORK/?

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"Hmm. No, it's fine. It actually explains a lot of things."

Urgh, be right back, thinking about another me being used in this End Of the World Business.

Thanatos remembers the last time he was used to roughly that effect.

"..."

... I could play currency exchange? NOT LIKE FINANCES ARE AN ISSUE FOR ME

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... All right.

[Vague handwave while you're being silent for the waitress to come by and give a coffee refill on his end. Ah~ Sweet caffeinated lifeblood. Not gonna ask questions if it doesn't seem like his business after all.]

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"...It must have been horrifying for your friend."

It sounds like he's speaking from experience.

Was that a shudder?

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... He still has nightmares about it.

[Hey, he can kind of understand. Doesn't know what you went through but trying to put logic into transforming into the Nyx Avatar? ... Your mom is a fucking bitch, holy shit man D:]

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"...I did too, for the next thousand years. But...that was awhile back."

He tries smiling a little bit, though.

"But I kind of liked the dinosaurs, personally."

...Everyone does, bro. Don't feel bad.