Celestial Speck
I'm not a bad guy, I swear!
A message flashed on Helsa’s eyeballs.
“This...is...what...happens...when...you...invite...him.”
“Well, whoever...it...was...they...knew...marketing. And...they...knew...opportunity...when...they...saw...it! Hard...to...get...a...more...famous...event. Hey, snow...guys! Play...the...slideshow! Ah, yes, there’s...the...ticket. Anywho, you...said...something...interesting, there. Someone...worth...caring...about. So, what...does...someone...have...to...do...to...be...irredeemable? How...was...the...burning...cities...thing...something...to...just...brush...off? What...about...if...someone...had...evil...cults...of...witches? Or...a...vampire...warlord? Or...kidnaps...a...lovely...goddess...of...friendship...or...whatever. For...that...matter, you’re...always...grumpy...about...the...sleeping...guy, is...it...just...because...he’s...not...cute?”
Ocaeril, looking at Ickol, then simply shook his head, letting out a chuckle. "Nobody is...Ahic! Irredeemable...I-I mean, look at me! A few thousand years ago, I was a brat that made a lot of abominations that died after a while because of poor designing- That sort of things. I-I wouldn't say I was evil, but holy hell was I a brat, I parted oceans, vandalized the halls, and I'm sure I did something to you to make you act this way to me- Which is fair enough, but then..."
Looking over at the front rows where Inqui was, a smile appeared over his face, as a drunken grin soon was formed. A chuckle came from his lips.
"I just...Needed a push in the right direction! So...Here's my question...Helsa...What do you feel now, about the whole- hic! Burning thing...? You think I can...Save you or whatever?"