[ Julius' eyes tell nothing but resolve. Quiet acceptance, without a hint of fear. Once a God Eater takes up the oath, they sign their lives away to die. That was just how it is.
Somewhere within them is a spark of gold - or maybe, it was just a trick of the light. ]
Then... thank you, truly. I can be more at ease, knowing this. [ He smiles - a small smile, but genuine nevertheless. ] I can only be killed in a single way. I shall prepare you a tool to use.
[ Of course, she deserves an explanation. Such things of death and killing a friend aren't easy for anyone to handle, so he hopes she will understand. Taking a deep breath, he lets his expression settle to something suitably somber. ]
Decades ago, monsters appeared on the Earth, in my world. They consumed all that was in their path. City walls, firearms, not even the strongest weapons we could use could stop them. So we named them the Aragami, beings of godlike and terrible strength. They could only be defeated by one of their own kind, naught else. To give humanity a fighting chance, some of the survivors chose to take the essence of the Aragami into themselves. Thus we could wield weapons and drive them from our homes. Yet, to take their spirit would mean that one runs the risk of turning into a beast.
[ Thus the need for care and maintenance. A God Eater would fight until they fell in battle. Five, ten years for the most part. ]
Should someone transform... then it is the duty of their teammates to put them out of their misery. Here, I have no one who can do that for me. No one, but you.
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Somewhere within them is a spark of gold - or maybe, it was just a trick of the light. ]
Then... thank you, truly. I can be more at ease, knowing this. [ He smiles - a small smile, but genuine nevertheless. ] I can only be killed in a single way. I shall prepare you a tool to use.
[ Of course, she deserves an explanation. Such things of death and killing a friend aren't easy for anyone to handle, so he hopes she will understand. Taking a deep breath, he lets his expression settle to something suitably somber. ]
Decades ago, monsters appeared on the Earth, in my world. They consumed all that was in their path. City walls, firearms, not even the strongest weapons we could use could stop them. So we named them the Aragami, beings of godlike and terrible strength. They could only be defeated by one of their own kind, naught else. To give humanity a fighting chance, some of the survivors chose to take the essence of the Aragami into themselves. Thus we could wield weapons and drive them from our homes. Yet, to take their spirit would mean that one runs the risk of turning into a beast.
[ Thus the need for care and maintenance. A God Eater would fight until they fell in battle. Five, ten years for the most part. ]
Should someone transform... then it is the duty of their teammates to put them out of their misery. Here, I have no one who can do that for me. No one, but you.