Order shook her head and sighed quietly.<span style="color: #ffff00">"yes, addiction is yet another cruel thing you mortals suffer and that i wish i could cure... but i am no god."</span><br/><br/>Order shook her head and looked at him.<span style="color: #ffff00">"you are young and naive, which is understandable. you should aspire to be as insensitive and numb as i am if you truly wish to help people... horrors such as this become anchors hanging from the necks of those who cannot let them go as i do. they collect their anchors like badges of honor and by the time they realize their mistake their strength has failed and they are drug under and drowned. when all of those like you have drowned in their depression or rage or hatred i will still be standing tall and resolute."</span>she shook her head and did not turn back.<span style="color: #ffff00">"do not pity me, i have endured more misery then this whole world has inflicted on itself and i can still go home to the woman i love and find happiness... i could help no one if i spent the next million years weeping over my past."</span>she walked up to the portal with a deep scowl as she locked it to prevent it from sucking anyone else in and she scanned it, slowly ripping it apart to get at the truth while she glanced at the granddaughter to figure out which one it is since either directly or indirectly all of the timelost are her family.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>