"be not afraid sinner your devotion to god shows goodness in you plentiful indeed, the heart is willing but the body must rest lest you squander one of the lord's creations"
bro this is so good, it actually sounds like a Some calamity has struck the mortal world. What once was The River Styx has now grown to an unfathomable ocean. A million weeping souls pouring in each day that the shores can barely contain. A tearful tide spilling over at each end, bow to stern, crying for mercy, begging for safe passage. But not all souls can pay and these old hands can only take so many coins. Then one day, the current shifted. Wave after wave for minutes on end of millions, billions, as though the throat of the world was cut wide and the head wrenched back to speed the pour. I didn’t have time to react. The weariness from my ceaseless work claimed me and I slipped beneath the roiling sea, into the depths of the Ocean Styx, my fate sealed by the crushing masses of endless bodies. Suddenly, there was a light as brilliant as the Lord himself, ushering me from the darkness with mighty arms that held me with such compassion and warmth as I have never known: "Be not afraid, sinner. Your devotion to God shows goodness in you; plentiful indeed. The heart is willing but the body must rest, lest you squander one of the Lord’s creations." His gentle words eased the pain and mended my wounds. My face wet with tears of relief, my words muffled by the weight of my duty. I could only lay in reverence, carried in the embrace of majesty. Radiant is Gabriel, for he is the light in my darkness.
"There it is. I have found the ballance and the limits of Hope and Despair. Puella Magis were made for combat and emotional turmoil for energy to keep the Universe itself in check. Separating the soul from the body is good, but it sure is as sure as snowball's chance in HE 🏒🏒 , that it's also a bad idea, knowing what would befall next depending on how much magic is used or what emotional turmoil is stirring. Now, with this emotional turmoil, might as well become a witch to be slain for more energy... If only someone would wish to change that and only if I could terminate the very contract, that got me into this mess in the first place to end it all in a good note. Might as well be a shrine maiden, exorcist angel, or a nun as a better option out there. Oh man, better make the choice to end it all in some manner. But let's use the grief seed for now, and give up in the more worthy, possible time, to save myself from this ouroboros situation... Ha-ha-hah... (If only the Father and the Righteous Hand could help me, I'd be more grateful, then I ever was)... But sure, incubators and the universe itself is fascinating sometimes, isn't it...?" This Puella Magi Quote was made by me, Miksy! :)
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