"Their conversation went a little like this, I'll imitate voices to give you the whole idea."
Freya than gave a deep grunt, but Kasib dismissed her with his fanning of the air.
"That's not needed."
"What-ever! I'm doing it anyways!"
She then imitated a deep monotonous voice for the voices of the Four Curators.
"Will, it has occurred to us that you do not approve of us. Why is that?"
"You are encouraging depreciation for the beings! They don't treat themselves as beings anymore, they CHOSE to use themselves as sacrifices and vessels for you! Doesn't that strike you as wrong?"
"They can do whichever processes they'd like to. We like to know that they express our reign over them."
"I... I can't believe I'm hearing this. That is disgusting on so many levels."
"...Will, why do you care for the beings anyways? You have as much power as us four, you could even go to consider yourself the Fifth Curator if you pleased."
"No! Unlike you, I express love for my creations! I would never subject them to something as cruel as immature death!"
"So be it, but the Curators banish you from coming to us if your ploy fails. You will wallow to yourself on the moon on which no one resides--- save yourself. You will remember this decision as the worst black day, the day in which you refused to become divinity."
"I'll have it at that, then. Farewell!"
Freya than gave a deep grunt, but Kasib dismissed her with his fanning of the air.
"That's not needed."
"What-ever! I'm doing it anyways!"
She then imitated a deep monotonous voice for the voices of the Four Curators.
"Will, it has occurred to us that you do not approve of us. Why is that?"
"You are encouraging depreciation for the beings! They don't treat themselves as beings anymore, they CHOSE to use themselves as sacrifices and vessels for you! Doesn't that strike you as wrong?"
"They can do whichever processes they'd like to. We like to know that they express our reign over them."
"I... I can't believe I'm hearing this. That is disgusting on so many levels."
"...Will, why do you care for the beings anyways? You have as much power as us four, you could even go to consider yourself the Fifth Curator if you pleased."
"No! Unlike you, I express love for my creations! I would never subject them to something as cruel as immature death!"
"So be it, but the Curators banish you from coming to us if your ploy fails. You will wallow to yourself on the moon on which no one resides--- save yourself. You will remember this decision as the worst black day, the day in which you refused to become divinity."
"I'll have it at that, then. Farewell!"