"It is about Aroesus." Metanoia began. To all around him, he was an invisible presence, but Sileon was a god like Metanoia was, and they could detect each other's presence at will. Metanoia then took on the form of the general who began his existence, a masked warrior with bandages where he killed himself. The god of guilt kept the usual frown on his face as he manifested, this time simply because there wasn't much Metanoia could guilt Sileon about. Still, he felt that Sileon should have a face tell him the truth, not just some voice in the wind.

"Sileon...your brother is dead." he finished. It had been a while since Sileon had woken up last, and was but a speck to both gods' minds the last time they had spoken, so Metanoia gave him the current truth as to how the god-king had perished, poisoned in both mind and body, soul vanquished where no one could reach him or his paramour. The Lost General gave a mention of that enigmatic twin-deity, Dream, keeping their souls away in the Dreamrealm somewhere, but he could give no more information about that. He told him of how their pantheon's capital city is falling apart at the seams, and lastly, how the faces of the guilty managed to elude even the watchful gaze of Metanoia himself. 

"What are you going to do now? It is chaos up there, Sileon." Metanoia crossed his arms and turned towards the coast. He looked at the horizon where the sea met the curve of the planet, and he could see, just on the other side, that the future was more uncertain than ever. Other pantheons had come and gone, but this one was different. This was the pantheon that should have been first when Ventu fell, if it weren't for the chaos that Aroesus and his family had to control. 

Now that only two of Aroesus' siblings lived, both uninterested in rule of mortal affairs, what was to become of the world now?

In his thoughts, the god of guilt uttered the same idea again in the last three weeks, almost like a mantra. [i]Whoever killed Aroesus and Lyrikes...they have no idea what they have begun.[/i] His frown grew deeper at the notion once more.

[i]They will pay for the suffering they have caused. I'll make sure of it.[/i]