punchedhitler | (no subject)

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Well.

I went out today to see if I could help with the fact that there's no sun, and I saw this man making lightning and cutting himself, and he was terrorizing the entrance to the underground, so I told him to cut it out. He cut himself and tried to hit me with lightning, but I blocked it, and after I managed to get him somewhere safe where he couldn't hurt anyone else, I noticed that my shield feels right again!

So I guess it just had to be hit by lightning. But the fact that it feels normal makes me a whole lot calmer about this whole thing.

[Pause]

But really, try to use these powers for good, okay? Especially if you have to something terrible to make them work.

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Is it an army of faith?

Faith? No, nothing like that.

Ah, I think I remember you mentioning your world's history a bit. Not faith... politics?

Right, politics.

I know soldiers, back home.

But not ones like me?

Not... exactly. The ones I know are meant to be very dedicated to the task. They're my bodyguards.

I didn't know you needed bodyguards.

I'm a valuable commodity. The things I do, my station in society, its... unique.

What do you do?

I Release people from their lives. They can't die naturally. Old age has been cured, you could say. Unless someone falls to severe illness, or is murdered, they live forever.

Then there's the madness, and most prefer to be Released before then.

Oh.

I'm a biological aberration, I have a gift that allows me to ease people past their lives to whatever they think lies beyond.

It's rare, and that makes me valuable.

[You asked.] ...Steve?

Yes?

I didn't... I don't scare you, do I?

No, you didn't scare me.

Good, I... what I am it's always understood here immediately.

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