yet my blood renders me a King
Sah listened as Deimos recalled his own experiences before answering. "It does sound desperate. I'm not particularly powerful. At least, not enough for her to jump at the opportunity like that. Especially if it's not something that she often offers."
As for the Sword's burning question, Sah shook his head. "Surprised and flattered, yes. But I have no intention of Ascending. Even if the Voice was some omnibenevolent god and Ascending didn't mean being dependent on her for life. I still wouldn't." The Outlander put a hand on his chest. "This body is still so new to me, changing it would just add more chaos."
Sah gave Deimos a small grin. "And I have always been a creature of nature. Becoming something so separate, even against it? I don't want that for myself. I wouldn't be happy." He shook his head slightly. "I can never see myself willingly Ascending."
As for the Sword's burning question, Sah shook his head. "Surprised and flattered, yes. But I have no intention of Ascending. Even if the Voice was some omnibenevolent god and Ascending didn't mean being dependent on her for life. I still wouldn't." The Outlander put a hand on his chest. "This body is still so new to me, changing it would just add more chaos."
Sah gave Deimos a small grin. "And I have always been a creature of nature. Becoming something so separate, even against it? I don't want that for myself. I wouldn't be happy." He shook his head slightly. "I can never see myself willingly Ascending."
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