What Is a God? [Mazda, Cyrus, Arcadia, Helle, Shirohime]

Thu Apr 08, 2021 5:13 pm

AHURA MAZDA

It was a pleasant arrival in the City of Lights, for He who Spoke for the Sun. Perhaps less so for his former human counterpart, who still lay idle and unconscious in the arms of Angra Mainyu, but whether or not Kouroush felt any sort of pleasure at the moment was of course inconsequential to Mazda. He had arrived home, and for him there were only two individuals to whom he wished to speak. The first was his dear White Witch, of course, to convene on the question of what they ought to do next.

But, of course, the second was his darling Kelheh Zam. How he did hope she would be as thrilled as he to know the nature of his new existence.

He could, of course, have told Ninsianna to call the two of them for him, but that would be needless. He was capable of far more than that, and so his voice extended outward, seeking out those two who were most dear to him in this moment.

"Come, if you would."

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Thu Apr 08, 2021 5:20 pm

What Is a God? [Mazda, Cyrus, Arcadia, Helle, Shirohime] Arcadia444

Arcadia | MQSREK ARCA

Silence the whole way back, just staring silently at the unconscious figure in her arms. Was he even going to wake up? Arcadia had no idea about what had actually occurred, only that she had done as Cyrus asked. Now he was mundane, just another person in this world and the light inside him now stood next to her while shining bright.

So the golden figure in all her divine splendour remained to the side of Mazda, not willing to speak to him. He barely regarded her since he manifested. Her attention was completely on the figure of Cyrus in her arms while she stroked his hair.

Wake up. Please?

SHE WHO SEES | END POST

Thu Apr 08, 2021 5:36 pm

What Is a God? [Mazda, Cyrus, Arcadia, Helle, Shirohime] ZnehDGG

Helle Armstrong

No. No no no no no no no no no…

That wasn’t right. That didn’t feel right at all. She was called upon, but it was foreign, yet, all too familiar. There’s something wrong. There was no urgency in the voice that called her, and she hated the fact that she expected that. If she’s honest with herself, she has been sick to her stomach for a while now. Something had happened, something involving her Liege. It was enough to pull at the extra existence in the back of her mind. Now, both Helles are in a state of confusion. As she neared closer, she only felt more and more nervous.

When she arrived and saw the mess before her… Well, she simply forgot herself. It’s almost like she teleported, one second her eyes are on Mazda, the next she’s giving Arcadia a stare that could destroy nations, and then, finally, her eyes are on Cyrus. It took a long second before she opened her mouth to speak, and her words are nothing but as messy as what’s going on right now.

“What the Hell is this?!”

Her voice is loud, louder than its ever been. Her foot stomps the ground, her anger pouring out splintering the crystalline surface beneath her. For a second, Kelheh Zam reared her ugly head, Helle’s eyes jumping between their dazzling emeralds and sickly yellows. However, the Quincy is quick to reel that side of herself in. There would be no peace if her emotions went wild.

Eyes closed, a deep breath taken, and she’s ready to face this situation again. “Okay. Someone get to explaining, right now. Why is my Liege unconscious, and why is one of his aspects… not an aspect?” Her eyes reopened, her earlier broken composure has returned. She’s not sorry for the broken ground though. She’s not sorry for yelling either. She’s just going to take this as it comes because there’s a good reason for this. Her Liege is not one to do anything that may prove not beneficial to the Reich.

Thu Apr 08, 2021 5:44 pm

AHURA MAZDA

"Ah, your fury is as lovely as all other facets of your being, my dear."

Mazda approached Helle without any concern, bringing a hand up toward her cheek to touch her affectionately, lovingly. In that touch there was all the warmth of the sun itself--not a single ounce of the cold authority which had been shown to Arcadia. His beloved was, after all, far more than merely a fellow god whose assistance had proven complete.

"I have moved beyond the need to tether myself to such a fragile mortal existence as that body. But do not mistake me for some mere aspect, my love. I am no mere fragment of his, but every bit the being which lives for the sake of this world. And, of course, for you."

It was not the voice he had shown to Kouroush, nor to Angra Mainyu. It was the voice of a loving divine, of the shepherd who would guide the world forward into a new, sun-touched paradise.

"I do apologize, that you have not been informed prior. Such a thing should naturally have been made clear to you, who exist as the Earth bathed in all the Sun's splendor. I certainly will not endeavor to hide such truths from you."

END POST | OMNIPOTENCE GIVEN FORM

Thu Apr 08, 2021 5:53 pm

SHIROHIME

Pain. It hurt so much to drag herself here, it must be important if she was being called. The wilting flower of a woman dragged herself into the office and was not prepared for what she saw. She couldn't have prepared herself for it if she wanted to.

She should've known what to expect when she heard that woman raise her voice, the crash of her foot on the ground but no, she just dragged herself inside and stared at the scene. What she saw made her forget to breathe, her jaw hung wide open. What had happened? Who did this? Her eyes settled on Arcadia for a moment, no one else in this room could be the one.

Her gaze settled on Cyrus, his limp and frail form just cradled in her arms and finally they settled on the man who seemed to be the only functional one in the room. The serene figure who was not fazed at all. She could only stare at the scene with her mouth still agape like a fool.

"W- what happened?"

It was finally able to be croaked out to demand the answers.

THAT FORGOTTEN WORLD, THOSE FORGOTTEN MEMORIES | END POST

Fri Apr 09, 2021 12:19 am

Helle Armstrong

Who is this man? She already knows the answer, but a part of her so strongly desires for this person to be an imposter that she is refusing to acknowledge him as anything but. It hurts, her chest is in pain. This isn’t emotional pain either. What a horrible time for her heart to act up on her, but she’s going to ignore it. She has to handle this, at least until she understands the when, where, how, and why. However, first, she moves her hand, gently batting away Mazda’s. He’s not allowed to be slick with her. The glare she throws up at him speaks that much. Even if that simply action made her knees weak and caused for her already troubled heart to stutter, she’s not some weak willed woman who’s going to get on her knees for some wannabe macho man.

“Honey drenched words will only get you so far…, Ahura Mazda. That fragile mortal is my Liege, and I must ask you to respect him as such. You may find mortality a funny tragedy, but I found it endearing. A man trying to become God but still as human as me? His aspirations, even if fantastical in nature, swayed my heart like a pendulum. Now, I see that they are no longer aspirations for us to dream about. I am… lost.”

Already, the fact that she referred to him as his name and not by what she usually refers to Cyrus as is enough to let him know that she does not accept this situation as it is, not yet anyhow. Turning her gaze to Shirohime, yet another woman that Helle knows little about, the Quincy could only sigh and place her a hand under her chin. She is curious to know a lot as well, but there are a few more pressing things to attend to, her gaze settling on Arcadia.

“You there. Take my Liege to the infirmary, but listen here. It is obvious that you have a hand in this. If I am not appeased by the answers that I seek…”

Why even waste her breath any longer with this wretch? For some reason, outside of Helle’s own worry, the woman couldn’t drop the contempt inside her gut for Arcadia. It’s as if the demon’s existence is pulling at the strings that connect Helle to Cyrus, and the longer she has to watch this woman carry her beloved, the more Kelheh Zam pushes for Helle to reduce Arcadia to a stain on the floor. But, she pulls herself away, and with her eyes settling on their sickly yellow, the conversation has shifted, aspects staring down one another with their host’s personalities or lack of dictating their mood.

Fri Apr 09, 2021 12:39 am

Arcadia | MQSREK ARCA

For the briefest of moments she raised her crimson gaze from Cyrus to Helle, staring her down. Arcadia's mouth twisted into contempt, this mundane woman who Ahura Mazda seemed to greet affectionately held nothing in her heart. She was just some derived aspect of the man in her arms- no, the being before her. There was a hesitation before she spoke.

"I do not answer to you. I answer to only one being in this room, and some woman that was given the gift of being welcomed among divine ranks is not one of them. Save your pathetic breath, you waste the precious air in the presence of Ahura Mazda with your emotional woes and insignificant threats."

Did she expect to be reprimanded by Mazda? Yes. Was that going to silence her? No, he was free to exert his divinity over her but this woman did not receive that same privilege. A shell for him to nurture a part of himself inside did not come close to the being before them.

"I take my leave."

Adjusting her position to make it easier handle carrying him like this. Arcadia didn't spare Helle a glance while walking past Shirohime to take Cyrus to receive help.

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SHIROHIME

What was this? There was shock, at the forefront of all her swirling emotions and thoughts. Should she praise this occurance or damn it? Neither, she had yet to judge that but her eyes didn't spare any love for Arcadia either. Despite that, she wasn't going to make any kind of move towards this situation immediately. The playmate of Cyrus was a matter for later.

"Do not come back when you have delivered him into proper care."

It was the only words she spared as the golden woman walked past her. Shirohime's gaze was squarely on Mazda, the new existence that had been born onto the world and stood before them. He was the unknown here.

"I take it you are the manifestation I created, given flesh by the machinations of the demon? I didn't expect you to be able to separate. Please explain to me the circumstances of how this came to be, with great detail."

She didn't regard Helle at the moment, she knew of Helle. Shirohime didn't need to be acquainted with her but the man before her was one that she most certainly did. There was never a consideration spared for if this happened, though it sadly did not surprise her that Cyrus would seek out means to further grow the status of Soul King she had tried to engrave into his being. She was the source of his apotheosis after all, though he needed some of those holes filled that she could not do herself.

"You do know who I am, right?"

That was something she ought to check now wasn't it? If he didn't know who she was then there was an immediate issue.

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Fri Apr 09, 2021 12:47 am

AHURA MAZDA

"Hold your words, Angra Mainyu. Know that your role here is necessity among the heavens, and nothing further than that. You have not the right to speak ill of those blessed by the light of the Sun."

While Mazda may have considered simply destroying her then and there, such violence was ultimately an effort that was not worth his time, nor the impact it could have even possibly had on the two others in the room. Dear him, that would be quite unfortunate, wouldn't it?

"Ah, Shirohime! My deepest apologies, that I have made you suffer in coming all this way."

Mazda's attentions were fickle, but the nature of Helle's rebuttal was such that he could not help but to respond with the faintest degree of fire in his voice. Mazda, after all, held both these women quite dear. They merited proper answers.

"Indeed, I am given this form through her power, much as I do not wish to credit her or her witchcraft. Kouroush sought a manner to become more than he was, knowing that he could not possibly achieve this degree of existence at any reasonable pace. With Ahura Mitra departed, and the realms no less unstable than ever, is there room for the Sun to be so weak? I think not. Naturally, he sought out the one who could grant that power without harm to herself or to others. To lean on those he loves, to their detriment, is so against his nature, and so he would not think to ask it of either of you. He, instead, asked it of the wretch who carries his shell even now."

He did not care, even the remotest bit, that he spoke so freely of Cyrus' most inward thoughts and doubts. Why should he?

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Fri Apr 09, 2021 9:26 am

Helle Armstrong

“A pitiful excuse for a creature you are. Welcomed among divine? You idiots trance on the capabilities of human emotion as if it is not the reason this world moves at all. I never once said I cared about being welcomed among the divine, but now I understand this nonsense.”

Truly, she could give a rat’s ass about the other blonde. Good riddance. Any longer of that condensation, and Helle felt her only response would be to have that brazen demon kissing the pavement with her boot atop her caved head. Not even Shirohime’s presence seemed important to Helle. There’s only one thing that she is focused on. Actually, it seems as if every woman in the room is focused on the so-called God gracing them with his visage.

“But, I suppose this is but another example of what humans are capable when they wish to achieve their goals.”

She listened to him, but his words did not bring her any satisfaction. Despite his bravado, every syllable felt hollow to her ears. She is not amused by his answers, far from it. In fact, she thinks they’ve done nothing but piss her off further.

“My Liege decided I was not enough then? He decided that the Vandenreich wasn’t enough then? Instead of believing in me or his people, he risked his life yet again. Even I am not that foolhardy to abandon those around me because I think them incapable. Instead of consulting with those who care, he allowed for some lower than filth demon to be the one he puts his faith in.”

She’s getting angrier. Each word coming from her mouth is nothing but sour. Did anyone expect her to simply abide by what has happened, to accept it like a good girl and roll over for her new God King? To even expect her to find any of this humorous would be an insult to everything she had ever shared with her Liege.

“Instead of working with the world, you morons decided to separate from it further. I can’t believe the audacity. I can’t believe you dare even stand before me so brazen as if there are no atrocities committed. You can’t use the world as an excuse to for this.”

Fri Apr 09, 2021 6:53 pm

SHIROHIME

"It's fine."

She coughed a little as she insisted that she was fine when Mazda apologised for the effort she expended in getting here. How painful, it's like her lungs burned everytime that she had to cough.

Her eyes shifted from Mazda to Helle, she understood and it struck her like an old familiar arrow. The only issue was that arrow just depressed her when she remembered how it was lost to time and went unfulfilled. Right, on one hand she felt a little responsible for setting these events in motion but no. She wasn't responsible, she'd brought them together if anything.

"Cyrus is to selfless for his own good, Helle. Please don't get upset that he wanted to spare you all the trouble, at the same time.. he loves far too much for his own good. It's as he said, Cyrus only used Arcadia because the woman said no one would get hurt. If I were to do it again.. I would die in the process."

Shirohime left her spot to try and put a supportive hand on Helle's shoulder. It was the least that she could do even though it required so much work to do so.

"What are your intentions now that you're seperate?"

She might've turned her gesture for trying to comfort Helle in the process was turning into needing her for support. What were the intentions of Ahura Mazda now that he was more than just an expression of Cyrus?

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