Linking the Past
Oct. 25th, 2019 07:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
opposingheavenFor what it's worth, I suppose I have a lot to answer for. Namely, the appearance of my son whom I had no knowledge of until recently. Perhaps I have been at fault for a great deal of recent troubles, yet remorse is far from my mind. The lack of emotional bonding has left a hole that I can't fill even through battle. Dante, my recent uniting of my humanity and other outside sources have played a huge role in my ascension, though I must admit the results were quite surprising. I'm unable to ascertain if it's for the better or worse yet. Admission to these facts may not be a weakness.
For the lack of better terms, I suppose all that's left is to wait and see what happens next. Fighting with Dante and alongside him has rekindled an old passion found anew. Whether or not that I am weaker or stronger has yet to be determined. Have I stagnated over the decades? What if this is all I am and all that I will ever be? A father? Heh, I'm not sure how to begin that journey. Nero is a grown man and I was in no way a part of his life until now yet he saved my life and Dante's.
This brings me to a new topic. How has he grown in power when he has virtually none of the devil's powers? What has caused his ascension and what sparked this power to cause Nero to take on a completely new form? I'm uncertain, though I have my speculations. According to Dante, through our many conversations through our heated battles, he has brought me to speed on the situation that could have triggered his power. I gave Nero no credit for what he is or what he has become. As curious as I was to find out the reasons, there was no reason at all why he stepped in as he had. His love, perhaps, is much stronger than I realized. What I saw of Nero before me that day was no devil nor human, but an angel?
This begs the question....why? Dante and I are Nephilim in the truest sense though the term is disgusting, impure, a label placed upon our kind that suggests an abomination. Then I investigated further into this reasoning behind the term. Devils are the Fallen. Once by the hand of God, they turned their backs to the Devine to embrace the basest of instincts. Though Nephilim remain, it doesn't suggest that we are saviors of any kind. It only means that we are the culmination of man and Devil. Nothing more. We are not human or Devil, much less Angel. I am no more a man than I am a devil. Just as Dante embraced his humanity, I too must find a reason to live on. Nero, his future, is his alone. Now that he knows, as I do, that we are kin it's his decision to make what he chooses to do with his life.
Man, Devil, it matters little anymore. My lust for power has been squelched for now. I lost the battle but the war is still waging on. Now, I fight with Dante. Something that I hadn't dreamed of doing since I was young. My eyes were closed for so long that I couldn't see why he tried to fight for me - to save me from myself. Nero opened my eyes to a truth that I was too blind to see before me since I first met Dante after years of separation upon that tower. I was missing something, and now I found it.
For the lack of better terms, I suppose all that's left is to wait and see what happens next. Fighting with Dante and alongside him has rekindled an old passion found anew. Whether or not that I am weaker or stronger has yet to be determined. Have I stagnated over the decades? What if this is all I am and all that I will ever be? A father? Heh, I'm not sure how to begin that journey. Nero is a grown man and I was in no way a part of his life until now yet he saved my life and Dante's.
This brings me to a new topic. How has he grown in power when he has virtually none of the devil's powers? What has caused his ascension and what sparked this power to cause Nero to take on a completely new form? I'm uncertain, though I have my speculations. According to Dante, through our many conversations through our heated battles, he has brought me to speed on the situation that could have triggered his power. I gave Nero no credit for what he is or what he has become. As curious as I was to find out the reasons, there was no reason at all why he stepped in as he had. His love, perhaps, is much stronger than I realized. What I saw of Nero before me that day was no devil nor human, but an angel?
This begs the question....why? Dante and I are Nephilim in the truest sense though the term is disgusting, impure, a label placed upon our kind that suggests an abomination. Then I investigated further into this reasoning behind the term. Devils are the Fallen. Once by the hand of God, they turned their backs to the Devine to embrace the basest of instincts. Though Nephilim remain, it doesn't suggest that we are saviors of any kind. It only means that we are the culmination of man and Devil. Nothing more. We are not human or Devil, much less Angel. I am no more a man than I am a devil. Just as Dante embraced his humanity, I too must find a reason to live on. Nero, his future, is his alone. Now that he knows, as I do, that we are kin it's his decision to make what he chooses to do with his life.
Man, Devil, it matters little anymore. My lust for power has been squelched for now. I lost the battle but the war is still waging on. Now, I fight with Dante. Something that I hadn't dreamed of doing since I was young. My eyes were closed for so long that I couldn't see why he tried to fight for me - to save me from myself. Nero opened my eyes to a truth that I was too blind to see before me since I first met Dante after years of separation upon that tower. I was missing something, and now I found it.