Ashia was in the living room with her children with a silly contented smile on her face as they played. she looked up at Vyre and frowned a little.<span style="color: #404040">"what is stupid?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"i get it, i was horribly wrong though to be fair how was i supposed to know the difference?" </span>Ibara shook her head and rubbed her face.<span style="color: #b35900"> "that has absolutely no effect on the point i was trying to make. i am cursed and we've been over this, i don't think death will be peaceful, i know it will be eternal misery but i also know that the longer i live and the more i suffer in this world the worse my everlasting damnation will be because i will have more misery to drag in there with me. Elune's afterlife was severed from her and made self sustaining by actually intelligent Eternals nearly two years ago because it was killing her so nothing there has changed. the Loa tore my soul in half, i would rather be devoured by a Demon and cease to exist completely then ever have anything to do with a Loa again... in fact that kind of oblivion sounds more and more-ah!"</span>Sylavandra had slapped Ibara and then pulled her close, rubbing her back.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"shh, i will keep your soul myself before i let any Night Elven goddess torment you forever or some filthy demon destroy you." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>