legends never die.

ASHE    Ashe couldn’t breathe as Mort confirmed her immortality. She couldn’t be, she was no one, just a killer from another world that struggled to learn how not to be one. Just a girl who’s mother had been taken from her, who had starved and nearly frozen to death in a snowdrift before she was handed over to the worst evil she had ever known, who had done so many terrible things…    But then there was that tug at her heart, reverberating into the furthest reaches of her with such a gentle and powerful pull. She understood it inescabably then: Mort’s love was vast and open and warm, and he saw her. Ashe couldn’t help it when her eyes prickled unexpectedly or when her hands started to tremble. Love had never been particularly easy for her accept, and for once? She was thoroughly humbled.    She swallowed roughly, blinking back the shining in her eyes. The Voice had brought them here, changed them, change her. She would live and live and live and everyone would leave her. Her eyes glanced to Kalt, a growing dread prickling up her spine, something painful twisting in her gut like a knife. To face an eternity alone… Her eyes snapped back to Mort, both raw and sure. ”Take it,” she breathed.    She didn’t release Kalt’s hand, even as she stepped forward to Mort with her thundering heart, arm lingering behind her. She didn’t want to comprehend what a forever existence would be, not without her family, not without the other half of her soul. ”I don’t want this, I didn’t ask for it,” she pressed. ”For Ronin’s life, please, take it.” Break through the barricade you gotta keep on fighting, facing giants, unafraid born to move these mountains out of your way.