[center][h3][color=a187be]Neeza[/color][/h3]
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[quote=@liferusher]
[Center]"I suppose that is... True, that is vaguely true what you tell me Neeza. It is true yet, inhumane. Their expertise is formed from their experiences in the abyss by fighting and delving deeper, yes. It is harsh however to train someone into an 'super abyss delver' by hurting them so that they become used to the reality of the abyss. We won't force those methods on someone of that age and certainly not on someone that unwillingly led up to our home. Children need to have a childhood too to become decent citizens, just like you Neeza."[/center]
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Neeza tried not to flinch when Leader mentioned having a childhood. True, the latter half of her life had been spent in opulence, but it was unable to erase what happened in the former half. Having experienced both had forced her to attempt to wrap her mind around the 'why' of the situation. The only conclusion she could reach was that fate was arbitrary and random, inherently unfair. Some of her fellow orphans still lived in poverty and under harsh, abusive labor conditions, while other children knew nothing but warm beds and full bellies their whole lives. Thus Neeza did not see herself as the most fortunate, nor the least fortunate, but seeing such extremes opened her third eye to some deeper truth that she was still trying to grapple with. In the religion of her homeland, the concept of 'nothingness' or 'emptiness' was considered holy, virtuous. Yet her people had lost their way. They reached for greater and greater heights of comfort, creating such dichotomies. But the truth was not to be found in high places, nor was it to be found in the light. It was to be found in the deep, in the dark, in the only place in the world that could be called the embodiment of 'nothingness', of 'emptiness'. Still, she needed to trust, that whatever higher power governed the Abyss, that called to her, held dominion over all matters of life and death, and that even the fate that she saw as arbitrary and random was the working of this higher power. After all, it had led her here, hadn't it? That being the case, perhaps she should trust 'fate' for the time being, and allow the other children the comfort that was their due. Perhaps the discipline Neeza sought was for herself alone, for now. After all, she was the chosen prophet, not them. Unless she had some faith to bring to them, a religion t obelieve in and motivate them to purify themselves and prepare for transcendence, the discipline she wished to enact would be as pearls before swine. Neeza merely nodded, wordlessly, in response, though her critical eyes continued to bore into his.

[quote=@liferusher]
[Center]"Neeza, I'm sure you'll be a great delver someday. If you already think about the abyss like this I am sure you'll be the one to get to the bottom of it. But, the abyss is not only full of pain and horror. It can be the most womderfull place as well. So please, use the comfort we give you to enjoy the abyss as well."[/center]
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As if reading her mind, Leader asked her to 'enjoy the beauty of the Abyss' as well as its hardships. Neeza wondered if this went against creed. Of course, strength was paramount to survival, but if she closed her eyes to all the Abyss had to offer, then she was being ignorant, and unworthy of being the Prophet of the Precipice. Neeza nodded again, and finished her tea. [color=a187be]"Thank you, Leader, for the thought-provoking discussion. I believe that I will be able to sleep tonight."[/color] She got up, returned the bow, and headed back to bed.