[An agreement, even if their views do not perfectly align. Yet it is what Hythlodaeus says next that finally, gradually causes him to turn his head.]
[How? When? The reality of it is that Hades does not know. He does not know when this time will come, when this reunion might be. Perhaps he will already have given in to exhaustion before then, opted to return to the star in defeat, or winked himself out of existence. Perhaps he will be reborn like so many others before him, his memories and his former self scrubbed clean by the aetherial tide.]
[Or perhaps he will continue to wait, hoping against hope, struggling against whatever odds the universe deems fit to deal to him. Because he has a responsibility and a duty, and he will not soon allow himself to fall to some other victor. Not when there are people yet counting on him. Not when he has spent so long fighting already. Would he truly give in after so long?]
[In some way, in some future time, perhaps they will find each other again. Though whether he will recognize that moment for what it is, understand the profundity of it, or remember what it is that he never allowed himself to reveal - that much he cannot say.]
[...]
...Well we found one another easily enough this time. I suppose that alone proves it isn't impossible.
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[An agreement, even if their views do not perfectly align. Yet it is what Hythlodaeus says next that finally, gradually causes him to turn his head.]
[How? When? The reality of it is that Hades does not know. He does not know when this time will come, when this reunion might be. Perhaps he will already have given in to exhaustion before then, opted to return to the star in defeat, or winked himself out of existence. Perhaps he will be reborn like so many others before him, his memories and his former self scrubbed clean by the aetherial tide.]
[Or perhaps he will continue to wait, hoping against hope, struggling against whatever odds the universe deems fit to deal to him. Because he has a responsibility and a duty, and he will not soon allow himself to fall to some other victor. Not when there are people yet counting on him. Not when he has spent so long fighting already. Would he truly give in after so long?]
[In some way, in some future time, perhaps they will find each other again. Though whether he will recognize that moment for what it is, understand the profundity of it, or remember what it is that he never allowed himself to reveal - that much he cannot say.]
[...]
...Well we found one another easily enough this time. I suppose that alone proves it isn't impossible.