#8 Something for the Pain
Nov. 7th, 2013 06:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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A dreaded institution that shouldn't be allowed to exist though it does. If it wasn't for this blasted contract in trade for returning to Earth, I wouldn't have made the deal. I had to see him. Nero had grown. I can understand his anger and resentment toward me and I can not fault him for it.
The sermon was about family and while I kept a brave face through the pain as my demonic half had protested against, human curiosity held my interest. If Cindy wasn't there, I may not have stayed.
Devotion.
My father gave his to be with my mother. In that devotion, my brother and I were born. In the same sense, Nero was born from the same devotion that I had learned from my father. Perhaps that was why I had fought so hard to return. I had a reason. I have a reason to live. Nero, my son, my proof that I once loved another. Forgive me.
Innocence.
Were we ever innocent? Once we lose our innocence, we can never get it back. Dante shows more emotion than I have in the years since we were children. We used to be a formidable team. Those that dared to pick on us learned first hand that we were not just twins, we were a team. We had gotten in and out of trouble together. What happened to those days, Dante?
A dreaded institution that shouldn't be allowed to exist though it does. If it wasn't for this blasted contract in trade for returning to Earth, I wouldn't have made the deal. I had to see him. Nero had grown. I can understand his anger and resentment toward me and I can not fault him for it.
The sermon was about family and while I kept a brave face through the pain as my demonic half had protested against, human curiosity held my interest. If Cindy wasn't there, I may not have stayed.
Devotion.
My father gave his to be with my mother. In that devotion, my brother and I were born. In the same sense, Nero was born from the same devotion that I had learned from my father. Perhaps that was why I had fought so hard to return. I had a reason. I have a reason to live. Nero, my son, my proof that I once loved another. Forgive me.
Innocence.
Were we ever innocent? Once we lose our innocence, we can never get it back. Dante shows more emotion than I have in the years since we were children. We used to be a formidable team. Those that dared to pick on us learned first hand that we were not just twins, we were a team. We had gotten in and out of trouble together. What happened to those days, Dante?