Voice

[comingorgoing]

Ho, fellow travelers of the Voidtrecker Express. I hope you are all enjoying some apparently well earned rest. I am 10 Vigilant Gaze Purges The Horizon, or if you'd rather, just Vigilant Gaze. I am an angel.

My time here has shown me things I did not think were possible, and that the world is far more vast and incomprehensible than I imagined. It has been a humbling experience. The biggest thing I have learned, is that the word "angel" does not always mean the same thing. I had thought my kind were a universal constant.

And so, I find myself compelled to ask about angels. What do you think of, when you hear that word? Does it even mean anything to you?

Comments

[comingorgoing]

That's only this incarnation. This is my tenth life. My memories of the past lives grow blurry very quickly, though. I don't remember my time when the gods still lived at all.

But honestly, even the early parts of this time are pretty blurry. After a while, the centuries kind of blend together in my mind.

[blitzcheer]

Oh... wow. I mean, I bet it does.

[ Living for that long. There's a pause, and... ]

Personally, I think I'm okay with the living maybe around a hundred years thing. I have hobbies, but I don't think I could keep them up for as long you and your family!

Maybe that's part of being mortal.

[ Knowing you're not meant for an incredibly long life. ]

[comingorgoing]

Many mortals dedicate their whole lives to trying to extend them. Which feels like a self defeating quest to me. If you spend all your time trying to extend your life, you do not leave much time for living.

[And mortals can't afford to waste time like that, in Vigilant Gaze's eyes.]

Still, occasionally some of the manage to wrangle out a few extra centuries. They rarely seem any happier for it.