Zagreus pulled one arm across his chest and tugged at his shoulder, stretching the muscle a few times before repeating it with the other one. Limbering up for the next run while he listened to Anubis talk. "So... people leave your underworld?" That's what he got out of the whole reincarnation bit. The idea of the shades down here getting to go back up to the surface and live another life was pretty strange. How did "new" people get created then if everyone was just getting recycled? It was confusing to him and he didn't really try to focus on it much more than that. Dropping his arms, Zagreus headed for the large mirror on the other side of the room.
He found himself gazing into th depths, but had to look over his shoulder to see Anubis again, since the mirror didn't do much in the way of reflecting. Well, physical reflection. Wasn't that kind of mirror. "I see. Sounds like you've got quite the family tree." He'd never heard of a Goddess of Mourning in either the Underworld or the Olympians, but then again, he didn't know a vast majority of his extended family, so who was to say she wasn't out there somewhere? As Anubis trailed off to his own thoughts, Zagreus returned his focus on the Mirror of Night. With the Darkness he collected in that last run, there should be something in here he could bolster for the next one.
It took a while, but finally he broke from the trance, a soft purple pulse radiating off his body, and then it was done. Stepping away, Zagreus headed to his desk for a quick check in, listening to Anubis explain again. "Are you sure you can summon your dead into ours? You said the Duat and the Underworld aren't the same." Which was a little strange to get his head around, but it made some sense. Even if it meant there was some larger clashing between different pantheons all carving out pieces of life, mortals, and death. If Anubis was trying to assist him without getting noticed, Zagreus wasn't sure ripping open small inter-afterlife portals was a good way of doing that. "Unless you want to try and control some of shades down here. There's plenty of monsters and wretches getting in my way." Zagreus appreciated the offer to help, but he was getting the idea Anubis hadn't really understood how things worked in Hades before jumping in.
Not that he was one to talk about running headlong into something without taking the time to understand it. That was common for him.
The next bit got a blink and Zagreus' expression went from surprised to mildly disgusted to kind of amused. "I... well... okay. That's pretty specific." He rubbed the back of his head, chuckling a little awkwardly. "I don't think you'll have to recreate mine or anything. Can't say it's ever been ripped off though..." He didn't want to put that to the test either. Still, the offer of healing got a grin and Zagreus nodded in agreement. "Hey, I can revive myself three times out there before falling. If you want to make it four, that's one of the best things you could do!"
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Date: 2021-02-21 05:40 pm (UTC)He found himself gazing into th depths, but had to look over his shoulder to see Anubis again, since the mirror didn't do much in the way of reflecting. Well, physical reflection. Wasn't that kind of mirror. "I see. Sounds like you've got quite the family tree." He'd never heard of a Goddess of Mourning in either the Underworld or the Olympians, but then again, he didn't know a vast majority of his extended family, so who was to say she wasn't out there somewhere? As Anubis trailed off to his own thoughts, Zagreus returned his focus on the Mirror of Night. With the Darkness he collected in that last run, there should be something in here he could bolster for the next one.
It took a while, but finally he broke from the trance, a soft purple pulse radiating off his body, and then it was done. Stepping away, Zagreus headed to his desk for a quick check in, listening to Anubis explain again. "Are you sure you can summon your dead into ours? You said the Duat and the Underworld aren't the same." Which was a little strange to get his head around, but it made some sense. Even if it meant there was some larger clashing between different pantheons all carving out pieces of life, mortals, and death. If Anubis was trying to assist him without getting noticed, Zagreus wasn't sure ripping open small inter-afterlife portals was a good way of doing that. "Unless you want to try and control some of shades down here. There's plenty of monsters and wretches getting in my way." Zagreus appreciated the offer to help, but he was getting the idea Anubis hadn't really understood how things worked in Hades before jumping in.
Not that he was one to talk about running headlong into something without taking the time to understand it. That was common for him.
The next bit got a blink and Zagreus' expression went from surprised to mildly disgusted to kind of amused. "I... well... okay. That's pretty specific." He rubbed the back of his head, chuckling a little awkwardly. "I don't think you'll have to recreate mine or anything. Can't say it's ever been ripped off though..." He didn't want to put that to the test either. Still, the offer of healing got a grin and Zagreus nodded in agreement. "Hey, I can revive myself three times out there before falling. If you want to make it four, that's one of the best things you could do!"