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[unpocoloco]

Hola, Haven. I'm Héctor. Adding myself to the list of those asking strangers some even stranger questions, but after talking with some people, I'm wondering how many here are familiar with their world's afterlives. Who's been there and can you tell me what it was like for you?

With no connection to the other thing, I've also heard that the gods here sometimes give people powers. Whoever's willing to share that, what did you end up getting? Do you have any guesses why?

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[unpocoloco]

[That... takes him a little more time to respond to. The anger he can deal with. But that...]



I'm sorry.
I can't.
I can't go back, Cliff, there is nothing left of me there.
I went to dust.
I'm gone.
No one remembers me.
No one wants me.
It's over.
it's


[He... he can't breathe.]


cliff
i've done
everything i can
i've been
through hell
it's been a century
if i don't

if i don't hang on to something
i'm going to lose it

you want me to be better.
i understand.
but i can't.
i'm not better.
i'm sorry.

[awooligan]

[He doesn't know why he was expecting more of a fight than that, but he was. Maybe because fighting with a father figure is the only thing he's done for so long? But he'd just said it. Héctor, this Héctor, Héctor Rivera-Adomaitis, fucking gave up. Of course he wouldn't fight for this, either. He didn't fight for his own child, why would he fight for some fuck-up kid that could only daydream about someone doing the same?

But he doesn't know how to fight someone that won't fight back. He regrets it before he finishes typing it, but he sends it anyway.]

forget you

[unpocoloco]

[The words can't hurt him here. Technically speaking the words alone could never hurt him. But the intention behind it is more than enough. It takes the last of his breath and he simply... doesn't know what else to do.

There's nothing more to say. He can't defend himself. What's the point? What's the point in making any more people suffer dealing with him than what already have? Hasn't he ruined enough lives? Hasn't he done enough?

He should just count himself lucky this didn't happen sooner. Bastard he is, he dragged out the moment to make it worse.

He can't apologize again. He shouldn't even say goodbye, with the way it would seem like a slap in the face.

The best thing to do is to be exactly what he is-- a spineless, worthless sinner-- and walk away.]