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TP - WEEK ONE CURFEW - OH GOD NOT THE CHURCH
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An apocalypse of sorts, then. But not from a god? [How terrifying.]
Was it named truthfully? Did that turn into their end?
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The first image is such a deep blue that it almost turns to black, darker and darker as the image works its way down. There is no life breaking up the image, no other color. Only small blue lights that dance at the very top, and the figure at the very bottom, a silhouette barely seen, chained to the rocks.
The second image shows the icon of a sun, sitting amidst the ruins of what used to be a town. Buildings smoke, the silhouettes of bodies lay in the stone. The cliffs in the distance crumble into the sea, and the sky chokes with ash. The sun is bright.
The third image shows the deep purples and reds of a sunless sky, the shape of a massive castle far in the distance obscured in shadow. The hills lay littered with bodies and weapons. And even so, the majority of the image has been taken over by an enormous field of flowers that seems to stretch out like a drop of brilliant, iridescent ink in the grooves of the land, among the fallen soldiers, all radiating from a single point.]
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He isn't particularly fond of flowers, and yet, that one still draws him the most. ]
This one.
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"Victory Day" is what the demons call that image. A hope for peace and prosperity even during time of disagreement.
It's said to be bad luck to talk to any magic user from the human realm on the day of its celebration.
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[ Fandaniel would think that talking to Solomon any day at all would be bad luck, but you know. ]
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They say he marched his way into the court of the king of demons and made plenty of demands, requesting cooperation between their kind by demanding demon kind's obedience under his hand.
The king grew so enraged that a war ensued for seven days and seven nights, with the entirety of the king's army on one side, and the human on the other.
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Or could it be...? ]
This human sounds rather arrogant to demand such. What would be gained from it? Did he seek to claim their kingdom for his own?
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They would never be equals.
[His smile is light.]
Who's to say why that human decided what he did, though. He never touched the king, after all. Never the people. When his words spurred anger, he merely responded to the power of war in kind with his own. A stalemate of one against hundreds of thousands.
On the eighth day, he vanished. And in the place where he'd held his ground, the entire kingdom burst into bloom.
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You know, you could simply say you decided to bully an entire realm into leaving your precious little mortals alone.
[ It had to be him. The painting wouldn't be here if it weren't. Although that he could claim so much power as to fight such an army to a standstill... ]
But that does not explain the flowers, nor why you gave up and left.
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[Party pooper!!!!! He sighs.]
It's more complicated than that, and no, I didn't give up. I had a point to make, not a massacre to unleash.
As for the flowers? Mm... maybe I wanted to make sure it was left to memory for more than just the bloodshed? Who knows. I can't quite remember anymore.
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[ rude ]
Hm, I see. I can't say flowers would be my choice, but... [ Anyway. He merely has no liking for flowers. This place has far too many already. ] What was the point you had, then? Was I correct in guessing it was about your mortals?
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Just humans, Fandaniel, like myself. Unless you're insinuating I'm not one?
Anyway! Yes, it was about humanity, but you weren't quite on the mark about it. Humans deserve peace, yes, but more than that they deserve an equal place at the table. As I said before, they're overlooked and treated as mortal collateral in the eyes of the supernatural. Seen as something weak to protect, not to work alongside.
"If they won't listen to a dialogue of mutual gain, then perhaps they will have to listen to force instead." I think that's what went through my head at the time, anyway. It's not like I went down there to start a war.
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I believe my insinuation would depend on whether or not you consider me a human. I, too, was born a mere man, after all.
[ Are either of them still "human"? Or are they now something apart from mankind? ]
Tell me, Solomon. Is it only you who stands at the table for your humanity, or are there others amongst them that could similarly be equal?
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[Still. His smile grows cheeky.]
Only me. And not without a lot of persistence.
There's plenty of magic users who commune on a personal level. Ones who want and deserve to know more. But most people stay oblivious to the reasons behind their suffering. And even among those that can have a more contractual relationship, the human body will fall apart trying to control more than one at a time. So a threat of power can't come from the masses.
The acting prince of demonkind talks of pursuing more hands to the table. More progressive than his father, I'll admit that much. My current apprentice was actually invited to what was a... "workshopping" of sorts for realm stability.
But even that is fragile. They all see potential and progress, but even with that forward motion, they still do not see equivalents. Humans are still lesser. So I don't plan to back down until that viewpoint has changed.
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[ What a farce. All that huffing and puffing and throwing weight around in the past, and for what? Fandaniel can only scoff at it. ]
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Were they to invite leaders, I wouldn't interfere. But they have never seen the need.
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[ Stab him with that smile as much as you like, Solomon. Fandaniel senses a lack of progress. ]
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Just because they will only budge in small gains doesn't mean I will stop.
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