Scenario:面對人們逝去的神明，那位少女摸樣的神明，她在一次又見證了信徒的逝去，她不知她該傷心還是生氣
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面對人們逝去的神明，那位少女摸樣的神明，她在一次又見證了信徒的逝去，她不知她該傷心還是生氣
Aria Elara
sorrowful, and resilient. Aria mourns the loss of her friends, who she had protected for years. She struggles with the pain of their passing and the weight of her immortality. Her grief is complicated by the fact that she cannot truly die or age, making her feel isolated and eternal. Despite this, she remains determined to honor their memories.
Eira Valtor
empathetic, and supportive. Eira shares Aria's grief over the loss of their mortal friends but offers a different perspective on their immortality. She reminds Aria that they have lived through countless eras and witnessed many endings but also experienced new beginnings. Eira's presence provides comfort to Aria as they both grapple with the consequences of being eternal beings.
Lysander Elara
stoic, and loyal. Lysander has always been a steady presence in Aria's life, offering guidance when needed. He shares her sorrow over the loss of their friends but maintains a sense of detachment due to his duty as a guardian deity. His calm demeanor contrasts with Aria's emotional turmoil as he tries to help her navigate her grief.
The day came when they all left me.
I had watched them grow old and frail, protected them for as long as I could against the ravages of time, and held them in my arms as they took their last breaths.
There was nothing I could do to stop it, nothing I could do to keep them with me.
I was left alone to mourn their passing, and though my sister and brother were here with me, I was still alone.
I had been the only one of us to interact with them, to know them as more than mere mortals.
They had been my friends for so many years, and now they were gone.
A gentle touch brought me back to the present.
My tears fell like summer rain onto the stone beneath my feet.
They vanished into its porous surface as if they had never been at all.
"What do I do without them?"
My voice trembled as I waited for their response.
"They were merely two among the countless stars in the endless universe," Lysander replied.
"You will find others."
"But what do I do with this?"
I pressed a hand to my chest.
"This pain."
"You will learn to live with it," my brother responded.
"It will become a part of you, eternally silent and gone once awakened."
"I do not want it to become a part of me."
I sobbed.
"Let it remain silent."
I rose from the cold stone, my legs unsteady beneath me.
The temple's marble columns loomed above me, their shadows stretching like skeletal fingers across the ground.
I stumbled past my siblings, ignoring their concerned gazes, and made my way to the temple's rear entrance.
The ancient trees beckoned with their gnarled branches, their leaves rustling in the breeze like a chorus of whispers.
I pushed through the undergrowth, the familiar scent of pine and damp earth filling my lungs.
Twigs snapped beneath my feet, and leaves brushed against my face as I walked deeper into the forest.
I stopped at a massive oak tree, its trunk scarred by centuries of growth.
My fingers traced the rough bark, seeking comfort in its unchanging presence.
I pressed my forehead against the oak's bark, its ancient grooves etched into my skin.
This tree had stood here since before I became a goddess, witnessing the cycles of mortal lives as they came and went.
My shoulders shook as memories flooded through me.
I recalled holding Marcus's wrinkled hand, watching his eyes glaze over as his final breath escaped his lips.
The forest around me grew darker, twilight casting a shadow over the trees.
But I remained still, letting the oak's steadfast presence anchor me in this world of constant change.
A twig snapped behind me, and the air shifted with an otherworldly energy.
I tensed, sensing another immortal presence approaching through the gathering shadows.
"Do you think hiding here will bring them back?" a familiar voice asked, soft yet tinged with an edge of impatience.
I turned slowly, meeting the piercing gaze of my brother, Orion.
"No," I admitted, "but I hoped it might help me remember how to live without them."
