[[Voiced]]

[biteoffherhead]

[There's a long pause, and then, Moro's voice.]


...So this... thing... is capable of repeating my voice?  So that all may hear it?


Hmmhmmhmm.  I suppose it might be useful. 

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[biteoffherhead]

Hah hah hah, "My lady".

I am not a lowly human leader like that Eboshi woman.

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

[Ack.]

I...I sincerely apologize. It was not my intention to offend you.

Is there a particular title in which you would have me address you?

[biteoffherhead]

Moro.

Though I doubt any human tongue deserves even that.

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

I see. As you wish...Moro.

...I suppose you are not human then. Might I ask how, exactly, do you classify yourself?

[biteoffherhead]

I am a god.

You humans really are not aware of this, it is grating to repeat myself so frequently.

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

My apologies for trying your patience, then. Luceti is home to a variety of beings. For all I know, you could have been commonplace.

[biteoffherhead]

[There's the sound of an apathetic snort.]

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

...Your outlook is not an unfamiliar one, though I suppose that doesn't mean much coming from someone with a human appearance.

But...surely there were good people in your world as well.

[This is bothering Ramirez a good deal more than he's showing. He was originally going to his planet to kill all humans, after all. But...Lord Mendosa was so kind. Certainly he had shown humans were not the awful beings he was always told they were.

But what Lord Galcian said...and now this wolf god...

It is bringing back thoughts he would rather keep buried.]

[biteoffherhead]

Only my human daughter, San.

And somewhat that boy, Ashitaka, though he is hopeless in the end.

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

Then there is still a chance!

Though it may be small, there is potential for goodness in everyone!

[Idealistic? Dear god, yes. But he's speaking more out of desperation than an honest belief. He doesn't want to believe Galcian, and he doesn't want to believe you. He had already made his decision. It's too late to go back on it now.]

[biteoffherhead]

[Just... a bitter laugh.]

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

[A dejected sigh]

...I see I will not change your mind. Why should I? We've only just...

...All the same, please take care. Most people here seem to mean no harm, at the very least.

[biteoffherhead]

It certainly does seem that way.

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

I wish you well in your stay. Perhaps something here will be able to sway you.

[biteoffherhead]

If that boy Ashitaka could not sway me, nothing will.

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

...If you insist.

[biteoffherhead]

I have been fighting for the same thing my whole life. My duty is ingrained in my very blood.

Nothing is going to change that unless the humans cease their violence towards the world of the spirits altogether.

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

...

...Things change, sometimes. But I am no god.

[He glances away from the journal, looking agitated. This is all hitting too close to home.]

[biteoffherhead]

Things change.

Of course they do, but it takes the intent of mass genocide for it to occur.

All was peaceful until the humans turned their weapons against the gods. Things changed at that very moment.

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

...I see. The story is the same no matter what universe it is, then.

[Wheee, emotional torment]

[biteoffherhead]

They would slaughter the gods and burn down the forest belonging to the Forest Spirit. They would cut off the head of the god of life and death so that they may extract iron from the earth underneath the forest.

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

[/HORRIFIED.]

T-that's awful! Surely some of them opposed...?!

[biteoffherhead]

Just that boy, Ashitaka. He isn't even native to the land.

[targetprime.livejournal.com]

...

Perhaps that is way he opposed. It's possible he was raised in a different manner than those who would destroy your forest.

And from him...there could be others.

[biteoffherhead]

From what I understand, those particular tribes have been banished and wiped out in human wars... apparently the boy's tribe is less than a hundred people, tucked away in hiding far from where the gods reside.

They are a dying race because of the humans that declare war.