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[ the post was fruitful (and entertaining, when she took a chance to tease her brother). most of the activity has been on said post; so receiving a text out of the blue surprises her.

like any good teen, though, she's awake at nine pm, and she looks over it before she types out a response. ]

You're forgiven; we're both awake at the hour.

Could you tell me more of what happened? You are not the first to draw a comparison, but the first to speak of another false deity on your world.

[ Of course, she's wide awake. His son used to stay up all hours of the night playing video games with Prompto when he was that age. Regis suspected as such but still, it doesn't hurt to be polite. Teenagers are fickle creatures. ]

Speaking as a father, somehow that doesn't surprise me.

[ He jokes before getting to the source of the matter. It takes him a moment to find the right words but eventually he does. ]

It would seem that your realm of Eorzea is not that different from Eos.

[ She might recognize that name considering her brother's scholarly pursuits. Not about the world, he knows but about a little fairy bearing the same name. ]

The Six have ruled over Eos since antiquity under the stewardship of the Draconian, also known as Bahamut, ever since the death of our Goddess over the lived long years. During their rule, a great malady struck Eos in the form of the Starscourge, a dreadful disease that brought great sickness and despair across our realm.

In need of succor, Bahamut christened an ancestor hailing from my royal line to act as their "Chosen King" to bring an end to the blight.

Through unforeseen events and great tragedy, the Gods betrayed them and in turn unleashed a great calamity that would soon haunt the rest of house until the end of my days.

The Gods then sought to bless my family with guardianship of the Crystal in hopes of having us purge the darkness from their celestial realm. Such events halted the spread of the Starscourge for a time but not without grave consequences.

Is such a tale commonplace within your realm of false gods? If so, I beseech you to speak honestly and true.

Edited 2020-02-12 01:37 (UTC)

[ eos is not wholly unfamiliar to her - the story of the scholarly fairy of nym, the truth of the tonberries within ampador. but as she reads his text, listening to the story of bahamut, these gods that turned on him and then lay rest protection with humans...

there is undeniably some similarities to stories in their realm. ]

You hail from Izunia's realm, correct? He spoke too of Bahamut. The one from our land, Eorzea, is a false god. Dragonkind have existed for millenia, and one lost her partner to a war. Foul beings known as Ascians offered her a means with which to resurrect him - only it was a false revival, an empty shell of her lover filled with nothing but hate, a being we call a Primal.

This false Bahumut was so powerful he enthralled all around him, and an ancient civilization known as Allag sealed him in a moon, which we knew as Dalamud. A woman named Nael van Darnus became obsessed with Dalamud after those selfsame Ascians told her the truth of it, and brought down the moon, freeing Bahamut. My grandfather gave his own life to protect Eorzea, and even he was not immune from Bahamut's control. My brother and I, and the warrior of light, had to put an end to both my Grandfather's primal form, Nael, and Bahamut himself.

... But it is the Ascians that lie themselves to blame at the root of that great story.
They entice men and kings with power and eternal life, in the name of causing chaos for their own primal, Zodiark. They seek his resurrection.

So while a tale such as yours does not exist in its entirety, parts of it do - men entrusted with secrets of the Ascians, men who are betrayed by the Ascians and betray others in their name. There was an entire religion founded on false lies that the Ascians sought to empower as well.

Edited 2020-02-28 04:51 (UTC)

[It's a good thing they're speaking via text because he bristles when the girl mentions Ardyn. Much to his discontent, it seems that many are familiar with that weasel of a man. This worries Regis quite a bit.]

I see you've spoken with the former Chancellor of Niflheim, Ardyn Izunia.

[Just writing that bastard's alias makes him wroth.]

I would advise you not to take his words with much sincerity since Izunia finds sport in putting would-be allies against each other. I certainly have him to thank for the fall of Lucis.

[That's the only warning Alisaie will get at this moment and time.]

The Ascians you speak of certainly sound as fiendish as Bahamut himself but I cannot find it within myself to blame all of the deities for following in his wake. Between the Star Scourage and the Empire's march for conquest, my realm of Eos would be all but doomed if it wasn't for the Draconian's prophecy.

Noctis and Ignis have warned me against him as well, I promise.

[ she doesn't know that regis is noctis' father, however. ]

Aye. It could be argued that knowing the source of the Ascian's pain, one might find their plan understandable as well. It's become known to us that originally our star was one part of a whole, that was sundered apart millenia ago. The ascians seek to rejoin the fourteen shards of said star and have succeeded in six. But it comes at the cost of thousands of innocent lives.

I understand their actions but cannot excuse them.

Have they? [ He can't help but grin to himself somewhat. It seems Noctis didn't waste any time letting Alisaie know about that villain but at the same time, it disturbs him to know that Ardyn already set his sights upon her. ] How astute of them both.

I had feared Ardyn's tall-tales would sway any judgment of our world and the Crowned Prince. I'm grateful to know my son has been making his presence known.

[ Well, now she does! Say hello to Noctis' kingly father, Alisaie. ]

Often does the currency for peace seems to be in innocent lives. I have my misgivings about such deeds as well but what of these deities here?

I wonder if they feel the same.

He spoke little of Eos, only that he delighted in knowing of Bahamut's end from a ... mutual acquaintance of ours.

[ eugh, emet-selch. however, she's a little surprised to realize that noctis' father is on lunatia as well, though her regard for kingly figures is less than her brother. she focuses on the subject at hand for now. ]

I do not hold any care for the so-called deities here. However, what I can say is they do not make a habit of killing people. I won't say they are harmless, given these transformations, but death does not seem to handle into their repertoire.

They may not be exactly the same as our Primals back home, but it raises suspicion none the less. As well as our meaning for being here and heralded as saviors while given little thought for our own desires and needs outside of Lunatia.

...The Draconian is dead?

[ Guess who didn't know about that. Regis sits there for a moment in complete silence. If Bahamut is dead, then what of the rest of the Astrals? Without the Six, Eos is lost. That much is true even though Bahamut was less of a deity and more of a devil in disguise. ]

Do I dare ask who this mutual acquaintance was? I dare not believe Ardyn's words when all he speaks now is lies.

As for the deities of this realm, I will reserve my judgment for now but I do not foresee this story ending well. Not with the former chancellor roaming about as freely as he does.

That I can promise you.

The Bahamut of our world is dead; I'm not sure the status of yours. I watched him die with mine own eyes, slain by the Warrior of Light.

[ as for the mutual acquaintance: ]

A man by the name of Emet-Selch. As you cautioned me against Ardyn, I would caution you against his words as well. He is one of those selfsame Ascians.

Then you share my same concerns. While they have proven themselves harmless so far, powerful beings with such sway and the ability to make such changes over others concerns me greatly. To say nothing of how these 'blessings' are viewed.

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