Dialogue: Starsky

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I remember all those screams. Some were of rage, others of determination, others of sadness... There was all kinds of emotion that day. It was complicated to find your way around and on the one hand an impossible number of humans were running towards some... people. But in reality, these people were not like them: they were Gods. Even though this war is called "Humans vs. Gods", some Kemonos, Kizons and even Morris participated in this frightening moment of history. I, Starsky, was there. It is a day I will never forget... unfortunately.

You don't want to know what I saw. I promise you that.

This war was planned for some time, but it blew up way too soon. There was no time for either side to find a less radical solution. Or rather, Gods or humans, neither of them wanted to find that solution. Violence was the only answer; that's what they thought. How did mere humans, powerful or not, think they could defeat Gods...? I still won't be able to answer this question. That's what we call human idiocy, isn't it?

You don't know how sickening the view was.

I was fighting on the side of the humans, too. I wasn't as powerful as I am now, but never in my life, even when I was born, was I weak. I believe that. I want to believe it. I am stronger than most Kemonos and probably humans. I am a Goddess among the living beings; this is something I firmly believe...

Until now.

I believed that I could help the humans to win. Yes, it was a long shot, but who knows, maybe I was underestimating the humans? Or maybe I was overestimating the Gods? I quickly realized that neither: I was well aware of the gap in strength between the two. The only thing I was not aware of was my own strength: I was not that powerful. I didn't deserve a title of "Goddess".

I was just a crazy person among the others, a grain of sand that only shone a little brighter.

The number of people I saw die before my eyes is... incalculable. All that blood, all those guts, all those body parts flying around... All the relentless screams that were lost in a last breath, that dark sky that asked us to stop screaming... The rain that began to fall and the weather that changed because of the Powers of the Gods... All the Powers of humans intertwined, forming a landscape that no artist, no painter, not even the best of them, could recreate on a canvas, no matter how big.

I don't want to remember all this, but how can I forget?

This war that led to nothing, that was for stupid reasons ! Humans were all falling while the Gods were immortal in front of our blows and our blades. Our Powers sometimes hurt them, but was it enough? They were not going to die, because we were only living beings facing mystical beings. It was a losing battle, a carnage that only went one way...

And, from a mass of dead humans, a man leapt.

I will never forget him, and neither will he. I remember his appearance, I remember his name and the look on his face when he cut the body of one of the gods in half. She was a Goddess with long white hair who could control the snow; I remember her perfectly. She died under the astonished look of everyone: a human had just killed a God. This man... Aaaah, I remember it perfectly. He raised his long katana and shouted, "LET'S KILL THEM ALL!".

It was stupid.

The Gods really got mad and the carnage ended faster than expected. The man had killed a God, but it was simply because of his own nature: he was not like the others. In reality, he is still alive and I promise you, you do not want to run into him. I won't even say his name to this madman. A friend, yes, but a madman.

Anyway.

Humans were falling too fast and even if two new Gods had fallen, it was going nowhere. The humans understood this far too quickly. All of them died and only the most powerful among us continued to fight or fled. I was fighting a lone God when I decided that I, too, had to run away from such a place. I could no longer see my reasons for fighting, or why I had come in the first place. I couldn't help the humans and I was going to die myself.

But this God followed me.

He wanted to kill me at all costs, probably because of rage. And when I was going to be killed in turn, when my stupidity was going to bring my death... I decided to fight one last time. I don't know if I did right or wrong, because...

I killed that God.

I don't know how. I don't know how I did such a thing. Yes, I was sure I was powerful, but to kill a God? For me, it was impossible; unimaginable. However, I did it. He fell under my barely holding legs and gave his last breath. When he died, there was really no one left; nothing. I went to bed tired and my bed was made of human bodies. My pillow was the open belly of a young man while my buttocks were resting on the remains of times belonging to I don't know who.

It was the apocalypse, but no sound was audible.

My ears were so damaged that I was almost deaf forever. If the man I was talking about hadn't come back to save me, I would have died from my injuries. I didn't think that after killing that God, I would have managed to survive. But here I am, still years later, alive. I have not been alive for so long because I am a real Goddess or because I killed a God, but because it is in my nature to have the possibility to live again and again. I am far from immortal and one day I too will have wrinkled skin. I too will have trouble moving from my bed and I too will have a back that cannot support me. But for now, I am still alive and well.

But sometimes my mental health gets darker.

At those times, when the war I've been through and everything I've seen makes me want to go crazy, I start killing and killing Longers. I hate them because they are monstrous, but I also hate them because I have seen many friends die under their disgusting paws. They have secrets that the people of Arcave don't know, but I tell you, the Longers may not be as smart as you think, but they have help. I don't know everything about them, but I do know that the brains behind some of their attacks... I shudder.

Never, I say never, fight the Gods. In this day and age, it probably won't happen, but if you get a chance, stay away from them. Because if you kill one like I did, I promise you'll regret it. Some humans... have unimaginable abilities. Killing a God should be impossible, but some of us have the ability. We just don't know it. And I want to tell you, I want to warn you, as a Kemono who managed to kill a God...

Never kill one. Because you will regret it forever, even in death.

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