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Noah has been an outcast his entire life. It's hard to say which is worse. Is it being an outcast because you are a sickly, dying thing and people either make fun of you or pity you? Is it being an outcast because you are mostly demon and have done so many terrible things you can never hope to make up for them? It's likely the second that is worse. He's gotten in more than a few fights since he returned to Valhalla. It's mostly been defending himself. He has a temper, but his sense of guilt towards the people in this city... it's astronomical.
As an outcast, he takes his food on a plate, and he sits outside on the steps leading up to the main hall, away from the rest of the people inside who celebrate, who congratulate each other. It's easier this way. No one wants to sit at a table with him, and it's not as though he can blame them. At least as a kid, he just sat at a corner... sometimes with his father, sometimes not. His father is now dead too. He was no warrior, but it was likely the loss of his wife and his... son which did him in. It's quite a lot for a man with such a big heart as his father had to come to grips with.
It's been over a year now since he's been back.
It's another regret. It's another sin to add to the rest.
He takes a goblet full of mead, drinking that back. It clangs awkwardly on the step.
As an outcast, he takes his food on a plate, and he sits outside on the steps leading up to the main hall, away from the rest of the people inside who celebrate, who congratulate each other. It's easier this way. No one wants to sit at a table with him, and it's not as though he can blame them. At least as a kid, he just sat at a corner... sometimes with his father, sometimes not. His father is now dead too. He was no warrior, but it was likely the loss of his wife and his... son which did him in. It's quite a lot for a man with such a big heart as his father had to come to grips with.
It's been over a year now since he's been back.
It's another regret. It's another sin to add to the rest.
He takes a goblet full of mead, drinking that back. It clangs awkwardly on the step.
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"...it's complicated. I made a deal with her, and I went through a trial."
The trial had a high probability of killing him especially since he had no anchors, but he survived somehow.
"I survived. Now I'm half a demon instead of a whole one."