[ He pulls his hand back, letting it drop on his stomach before rolling over onto his side so he's staring at the back of the couch instead of up at Terry. ]
Humans are reborn— their souls are reborn, and they're always improving, in every life that they life, even if they don't remember past lives. But gods disappear... [ That's it for them. Even if they aren't killed, if nobody is left to believe or remember a god, they disappear, and so many of those strange and powerful creatures made into Personas are only so because they're remembered by humans; humans give them their shape, their power, their existence. ]
You're sorta a god... like... thing. Maybe one day, long after you're gone, you'll be deified and reborn into the Sea of Souls... Would you hate that?
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[ He pulls his hand back, letting it drop on his stomach before rolling over onto his side so he's staring at the back of the couch instead of up at Terry. ]
Humans are reborn— their souls are reborn, and they're always improving, in every life that they life, even if they don't remember past lives. But gods disappear... [ That's it for them. Even if they aren't killed, if nobody is left to believe or remember a god, they disappear, and so many of those strange and powerful creatures made into Personas are only so because they're remembered by humans; humans give them their shape, their power, their existence. ]
You're sorta a god... like... thing. Maybe one day, long after you're gone, you'll be deified and reborn into the Sea of Souls... Would you hate that?