Not long after returning from the mission, Suma is in a lounge, with a bottle of wine in one hand. She said that she would tell her story, so here she is. She takes a long, deep drink straight from the bottle before she begins.
"Once upon a time, there was a fool and a pharaoh. The pharaoh made a wager with the universe that mankind's nature was to wage eternal war, with peace naught but a passing distraction. With his power, he raised an army of ninety-nine gods of war, cursed to a life of unending warfare. The fool murdered the last, and became a war god herself."
"Whenever a war god dies in battle, the pharaoh replaced them. Whenever a war god chose a life of peace, their gifts vanished, and upon their death they could not be replaced. However, such was their ferocity that none turned away from the path of bloodshed for centuries. The fool was among the worst of them, killing for the joy of it for many years."
"Then, one day, the fool realized that, for all her enjoyment, the war gods brought with them nothing but misery wherever they went, a plague upon the world. So, she decided to get rid of them. One by one, she fought them, defeated them, and forced them to forsake war or die. Over thousands of years, she thinned the ranks of the war gods. Many chose death over peace. They were replaced, and their replacements met the same fate. Four thousand years after the journey began, five war gods remained - the fool, the pharaoh, and three in between."
"I am Suma. I lost this eye killing the original War God No. 99. It is now my title. I will continue to fight until none remain."
Another long drink. Until none remain - she counted herself among them, too.
"Njall, will you tell your tale as well, or shall it wait for another day?"
"Once upon a time, there was a fool and a pharaoh. The pharaoh made a wager with the universe that mankind's nature was to wage eternal war, with peace naught but a passing distraction. With his power, he raised an army of ninety-nine gods of war, cursed to a life of unending warfare. The fool murdered the last, and became a war god herself."
"Whenever a war god dies in battle, the pharaoh replaced them. Whenever a war god chose a life of peace, their gifts vanished, and upon their death they could not be replaced. However, such was their ferocity that none turned away from the path of bloodshed for centuries. The fool was among the worst of them, killing for the joy of it for many years."
"Then, one day, the fool realized that, for all her enjoyment, the war gods brought with them nothing but misery wherever they went, a plague upon the world. So, she decided to get rid of them. One by one, she fought them, defeated them, and forced them to forsake war or die. Over thousands of years, she thinned the ranks of the war gods. Many chose death over peace. They were replaced, and their replacements met the same fate. Four thousand years after the journey began, five war gods remained - the fool, the pharaoh, and three in between."
"I am Suma. I lost this eye killing the original War God No. 99. It is now my title. I will continue to fight until none remain."
Another long drink. Until none remain - she counted herself among them, too.
"Njall, will you tell your tale as well, or shall it wait for another day?"
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So you've seen so much of history and growth throughout the world. It's almost unfathomable for anyone to have lived and seen so much but I guess the biggest thing is what will happen to you when you complete your goals?
You are comrades to all of us and in time it may grow to an even deeper friendship. Will we be forced to watch you die like you've seen so many do before you? Will casting aside your immortality leave you to age and die as normal so we would have the years afterwards when peace has finally been won to enjoy each others company?
Combat has been such a part of each of your lives, will you not have a chance to make something more of life before you're gone?
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I have made an oath. On the life of War God No. 05, I swore to rise above the bloodstained path of a wild beast, and become something more.
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The point where we differ is whether or not to struggle against man's nature.
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We know now that there are too many things out there that want to kill us to be doing the job for them.
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Perhaps it is because I am a creature of endless battle myself, but I cannot imagine such a thing as a permanent peace.
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I'd rather believe that we'll find our way past it some day then to be stuck in a bloody cycle of conflict forever.
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