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Not Your Hero - Chapter 4

Rude Awakenings

Reyna found herself smiling at Mauve as quiet music played from the speakers he was originally built with. Sometimes, it seemed like he truly had a mind of his own.

“You know, classical music never did fit a motorcycle. But I don’t think I was expecting electro-pop either.”

Aseria couldn’t help but laugh to her mother as they made their way through the ruins of their home.

“Well, rock sounded too cliché and I think he wanted to stand out from the other models just in case I lost him in a crowd.”

Reyna winks as the music stops. An accented, yet robotic voice cuts through the quiet humming of the engine.

“I simply enjoy something more upbeat in the morbid times we are living in, madame.”

Aseria nods at the statement.

“I can’t blame you at all for that. You think one day we will be able to listen to that music in the street as a village again rather than just the three of us here?”

Reyna sighs and kicks a particularly large rock out of their way as they approach a large, broken down house. Nothing they hadn’t seen before, just off putting since it was the ruins of family memories and childhood wonders.

“One of these days, can’t say it will be soon, though. I think there will need to be a rebirth before we can officially rebuild this city for good. There has been enough destruction here on both sides to last a lifetime. Now we need to see the opposite.”

Kicking in the front door, Aseria finds herself angry that so many good memories were buried under the rubble and ash. She couldn’t help but wonder if there was someone, or maybe many people, hiding in the house for cover from the soldiers that ravaged the streets as of late.

“You said you were going to tell me about dad, why bring me here? I don’t recall him being here very much. Though I guess that was a good thing if he was as horrible as everyone made him out to be.”

Reyna didn’t say very much to her daughter at first as she whispered something to Mauve, most likely a ‘keep watch for soldiers’ as the two women took a walk down memory lane.

“He wasn’t the one that everyone was worried about. He was the scapegoat that didn’t mind having a bounty on his head if it meant keeping you, the boys and myself safe. He would do anything for all of us.”

Aseria let out a disbelieving laugh. There was no way that her father, a man that only showed up in the evenings for a bed to sleep in and only ever sent telegrams on birthdays and holidays could have possibly cared about his wife, children or anything that had to do with their well-being.

“How interesting that he was never really around yet claimed to care for us,” She sarcastically muttered under her breath and she shifted on her feet as she continued “he died on that battlefield with nothing but guilt and anger in his heart and you know it too. He was plagued by a very human disease called greed.”

She heard a deep sigh come from her mother as she decided to sit on the floor as her mom sat across from her.

“Hey, look at me.”

She glanced up at her mom only to see tears in her eyes. She grabbed her mother’s hands, something her mother used to do when she and her brothers were upset or in pain when they were younger. Her mother was always there to comfort her, now it was her turn to return that favor.

“He may not have shown it, but he really loved you all. He still does.” She paused, almost as if she was considering what she was going to say next. After a moment of silence, she nods to herself, finally accepting the truth of the situation. “He still asks about you all the time.”

Aseria’s eyes widened at the end of the statement. A man that was originally missing in action, later passed off as killed in action, still asking about her?

“You commune with the dead?”

“You truly believe he died?”

“I would rather believe that he is dead, would make the pain a little more bearable. Especially if he hasn’t made the effort to reach out to me.”

“He can’t exactly reach out to you if you won’t let anyone communicate with you unless they physically track you down. You’re not the easiest.”

Aseria dropped her head in defeat. Her mother had a point. After throwing away any communication devices for the sake of not hearing another report of her friend’s or families bodies being found dead or wounded beyond repair.

“Guess he and I have that in common then.”

Reyna stands from her position on the floor and gives her daughter a hand on the shoulder as comfort.

“When the dust settles, he will come home. That’s a promise he made to me years ago that I have no doubt he will keep.”

“So who is he the scapegoat for?” Aseria’s voice trailed off with slight fear regarding the thought of who the mastermind could be that used her father as a pawn.

“Your grandfather, actually.”

“It would be the man I’ve never met, wouldn’t it.”

“He’s not a man you’d want to meet. He wanted to destroy all the progress that everyone has made and create it in his image like a god would.”

“It’s going to take a lot more than just wishful thinking and the will of an elder to restart the villages that were destroyed by Betrothal. The ones that weren’t fully destroyed are still struggling to rebuild themselves.”

“I think we should just burn it all to the ground. That might be the only way we can truly restart.”

Both women freeze in their tracks at the new voice. It’s familiar, in any other circumstance it would be very comforting, but now it was just as haunting as the very first time they heard it on the other side of the battlefield.

“You’re not supposed to be here, my love. But it is so great to see you again, Reyna.”

So many of the conversations that Olrox has with other characters are incredibly interesting, with a lot of stuff hidden in between the lines.

One of my favourites is his conversation with Drolta at the graveyard. In their conversation you can see just how little Drolta knows about the New World and what happened there. She tells Olrox that they've seen empires rise and fall, unaware that the empire that Olrox saw fall was his own, talks about how fickle humans are and how they flit from one God to another, again unaware that Christianity was forced upon the Aztecs and many other cultures in the Americas in an attempt to wipe out the indigenous religions and gods.

And Olrox, being the intelligent man that he is, hears Drolta talking about her human life as a priestess of Sekhmet he decides to test Drolta by bringing up the fact that her goddess and her temples are now lost and buried.

And Drolta doesn't care, she doesn't feel that loss of her culture or her past. She isn't sad. But Olrox, a man who doesn't have that kind of belief and has never been particularly religious, you know that he feels the loss of the Aztec temples, that he is still saddened by the loss of his people's religion.

And then we get the line about making a new world, and Olrox states that he's heard that one before and Drolta states that let's make this one last. And again she hasn't done her homework as she doesn't realise that the last time Olrox heard that it would have been the Spanish as they conquered and almost wiped out his people.

It's yet another important difference between old world and new world vampires. The old simply don't take the time to learn and realise just how different the lives of vampires like Olrox are compared to theirs. They just simply assume that they are the same because they are vampires. But we can see from Olrox they couldn't be anymore different.

If you're a writer and you feel like you should be writing but you feel tired and instead want to sleep

Sleep, baby. You deserve to rest. Take a break. It's a necessity.

You're doing great, and when you have the energy you'll write the most beautiful thing.

But give yourself appropriate rest first, okay? 💖

based on that one animated text

Just some trashes in my gallery–

oh and btw if you're not aware Thomas has stated (very clearly) that they are coming for:

Griswold (contraception)

Lawrence (same-sex sexual intercourse)

Obergefell (gay marriage)

Genuinely 2022 has been an amazing year for tumblr memes

I mean we had so many good ones:

#girl ban

Lennon Asscrack

Horse Plinko

Blorbo from my shows

The variations upon blorbo(glup shitto, skrungly, poor little meow meow)

Eeby Deeby

It's me boy, the PS5 inside your brain

Live Slug reaction

Crabs

Eurovision Pussy

Tumblr Blaze Launch ft. Catholic evangelism and My immortal

Twitterpocalypse

Dracula Daily

Thank goodness he's straight actually

Pikaman

July(Shinso Abe's death, British gov collapse)

Gougar

September 8th(Queen dead, sansweep)

They unbanned tits- wait no they didn't

The Lettuce is Pm now

Twitterpocalyspe 2 he actually bought it this time

Tits are legal for real this time

2nd Anniversary of Nov 5th ft. Ryan Reynolds

And Now

Goncharov

In general something has definitely been in the water this year when we look back at the memes.

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