Who Am I

"Who Am I" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
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The party was raging outside but Deo had secluded herself to the temple dedicated to Hel. Any remnants from the old gods had been swept away once they arrived on Haligan again until only this remained. She sighed as she approached the alter, touching it reverently. She laid down next to it and stared up at the ceiling for a long time.
"So, hi mum... Should I call ye mum, or do ye prefer Hel, or God, or whatever." She sighs. "Ah don't know what ah'm doin'. Ah'm just... Kinda lost in this life, ah could use some guidance if ye'd lend it. 'Course if ye prefer ah can just sorta talk and ye can just listen if yer busy right now."
May 14, 2020
When Deo glanced up, a young woman with jet black hair that looked like finely combed seaweed lounged on the alter in front of her. Her eyes were like an ocean at night, and half of her face was a skull. “Oh you know...just engaging in celestial combat and sewing up the ribs in realities fabrics. But yeah you having an identity crisis sounds pretty pressing.”
She stood up and put her hands on her hips, the white gown she wore blowing lightly in a breeze. “So what do you want bucko?”
May 14, 2020
She sat up, swallowing nervously. Of all the things she expected to come of this, the goddess herself appearing wasn't on her list. "Ah-ah'm sorry ma'am. If ye need to get back to et ah can come back later."
May 14, 2020
“If I couldn’t, and didn’t want to be here...I wouldn’t be here.” Hel said drearily. “Now...although for your kind I’ll seldom refuse a formal audience, I can’t be certain this conversation will be productive. But no matter. Spit it out.” 
May 14, 2020
She sighs. "Ah'm jus' feelin' a bit lost." She says crossing her arms. "Ah mean, ah don't know who ah am. Am ah just Greg's second chance at life, ah'm ah Deoiridh, with Greg's memories. Like ah know how reincarnation works, least the idea of it. But should ah try teh be Greg, should I try to teh be Deo? Who am ah?"
May 14, 2020
“Mmhmmm...” Hel tapped her chin, and then paced around on the alter. “Deo...are you, in fact, just a pound of flesh with a skeleton mashed inside of it? Or are your a soul?”
She held up a finger. “Deo...and I call you that because that is your chosen, earthly name, you are a soul. A child of the gods. There is no separation between you and Greg. You, are you. And you are only to be you. If you try to live life as a past life you will feel dead. If you try to live as if you are no longer who you once were, you will feel a lie. Your soul will live many lives. Embrace this one, not as who, but as how.”
May 14, 2020
She nods and stands there for a few moments, just sort of taking it in and processing. "Will ah remember any of this in meh next life?"
May 15, 2020
"If you want to, you'll remember your life as Greg Eircson. Even if you choose to initially not remember, the option to rediscover them later in life will remain should your instincts seek them out."
"Your life as Deo and any other that follows on the other hand...mostly no. But the universe is strange. Even I don't hold all the cards on that one. It's possible you'll remember a life besides the one when your name was Greg. But it would be rare, very rare."
May 15, 2020
She nods and sighs softly. "Well, ah think that helps a bit actually. Thank ye... Fer everythin' really."
May 15, 2020
“Sure kiddo.” Hel said with a click of her fingers, and then vanished as quickly as she appeared.  
May 15, 2020
She sighed and then resolved herself. Not remember all her past lives? She didn't think so. She went out from the temple and headed to the trade post. Considering the party roaring outside the trader found the purchase of a leather notebook odd, but her coin was good so he didn't argue. For the rest of the night she began writing all that she could remember and began making travel plans to go visit Clover.