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Because my gods are weird
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"I'm sure they are."
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Yeah. Long story short, he can come back via an external source.
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"Which doesn't have to be you?'
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I guess, but the only other way is that other gods will bring each other back, but my Mom wasn't a god, otherwise I wouldn't miss her so much.
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"Ah. But the point being you don't have to bring him back."
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I do... he was torturing me to insanity
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"No there are others."
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That's the thing. The gods are dead
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"All of them?"
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Yes, unfortunately. There was an evil far beyond the strength of the gods, and made them perish. I am all that's left
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"Of your gods you mean?"
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*Mortar nods*
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"But there are many other gods that could be tortured. Same as you"
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Yeah. Which confuses me. He has been torturing me nonstop. Why me?
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"Maybe some connection?"
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I don't know... *Mortar lets out a long sigh* Well... back to work I guess.
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"No. You won't let him come back."
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I know... I'm so confused. *Mortar appears broken. A smashed China doll in the form of a demonic human.*
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"Why?"
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It's just... hard to think. *Mortar walks over and sits on his bed*
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"Take a nap."
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Well... I guess that'll help. Thanks for this Kross
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"Anytime."
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*Mortar rests his head on his pillow, but doesn't seem to fall asleep, something keeping him awake.*