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[ Illyana's voice is terse but lacks any sort of real discernable emotion when she starts to speak: ]
Once upon a time a little girl died of a virus that only targeted mutants. It was a great tragedy, she was beloved by many as an innocent girl who had her childhood taken away twice. Unfortunately, her friends and family were not the only ones who mourned her. Did you know demons can love?[ Now there's emotion: disgust and disdain all placed on the word love. ] Belasco loved the girl who had died. Not at first, at first she was just to be a tool to open a portal to summon his Elder Gods. Eldritch abominations that required an amulet with bloodstones made from corrupted pieces of an innocent soul to be set free. Somewhere along the way he found himself in love with the demon sorceress he was creating and so he decided to bring her back.
[ She pauses for a second and her tone takes a bit of a mocking tone. ] Belasco was never as smart as he liked to think he was though. He seemed to have forgotten that he was the one who had taken the girl's soul and so the creation he brought back was nearly empty. Not all of her was gone though and the parts that still remembered wanted what was hers back.
I wanted my soul back and I did everything I could to get it back. My soul was not the only thing I wanted back though. I wanted to save my friends from the future I had seen, one where the Elder Gods decimated everything. More than that though, I wanted revenge. I wanted the threat of the Elder gods gone. I wanted them to understand that though they hungered for human suffering we were not human, we were superior.
I manipulated the X-Men, my former friends, my family, everyone, to bring about the end of these Elder Gods. If my plan had not gone precisely right the world would have ended. It went right. They are gone, no longer a threat to the universe, and my soul was returned. People want me to feel remorse for what I did, but I do not. Though...I do not always know if I particularly like having a soul again.
[ A beat and she sighs. ] I so appreciate storytime being forced upon me. Another accident I suppose. I hope the Aspects or whomever enjoyed the tale.
Once upon a time a little girl died of a virus that only targeted mutants. It was a great tragedy, she was beloved by many as an innocent girl who had her childhood taken away twice. Unfortunately, her friends and family were not the only ones who mourned her. Did you know demons can love?[ Now there's emotion: disgust and disdain all placed on the word love. ] Belasco loved the girl who had died. Not at first, at first she was just to be a tool to open a portal to summon his Elder Gods. Eldritch abominations that required an amulet with bloodstones made from corrupted pieces of an innocent soul to be set free. Somewhere along the way he found himself in love with the demon sorceress he was creating and so he decided to bring her back.
[ She pauses for a second and her tone takes a bit of a mocking tone. ] Belasco was never as smart as he liked to think he was though. He seemed to have forgotten that he was the one who had taken the girl's soul and so the creation he brought back was nearly empty. Not all of her was gone though and the parts that still remembered wanted what was hers back.
I wanted my soul back and I did everything I could to get it back. My soul was not the only thing I wanted back though. I wanted to save my friends from the future I had seen, one where the Elder Gods decimated everything. More than that though, I wanted revenge. I wanted the threat of the Elder gods gone. I wanted them to understand that though they hungered for human suffering we were not human, we were superior.
I manipulated the X-Men, my former friends, my family, everyone, to bring about the end of these Elder Gods. If my plan had not gone precisely right the world would have ended. It went right. They are gone, no longer a threat to the universe, and my soul was returned. People want me to feel remorse for what I did, but I do not. Though...I do not always know if I particularly like having a soul again.
[ A beat and she sighs. ] I so appreciate storytime being forced upon me. Another accident I suppose. I hope the Aspects or whomever enjoyed the tale.

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Couple of times yeah. Saving the world...I've actually sent myself to Hell to do that.
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Yes...I was the host to..something very dangerous so it was either send it back or risk innocent people.
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Lucifer. I was born to be his vessel...angels where I'm from can't walk among humans without one.
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One thing kind of stood out to him... Actually a lot did because he didn't really understand a lot of the story... But one thing nagged a bit, and Illyana would have to forgive the kid.]
If you did what you did to save everyone, and you did, why would they want you to feel bad?
[... One day, Mono would learn that not all plans were going to be seen as good by everyone else just because they worked out.]
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Mostly Scott was angry I kept our leader in the dark.
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I accidentally dropped Six on her head once when I saved her and that made her grumpy, but she was still glad I helped her get away from the bullies!
[Clearly, this was an excellent comparison... At least to him.]
Would he have still been mad and stopped you if you did tell him?
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What an...interesting comparison. [ She chuckles. ]
He would never have allowed me to conduct my plan.
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Well, it's good then that you did it anyway, right? If he hadn't let you, then you couldn't have stopped the bad things or saved your friends.
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These are not good stories you two...
best stories ever, clearly great adulting from her
Mono thinks her adulting skills are great
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[Not something he would usually admit, nice.]
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...and yeah, you could say that.
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Some just openly call me an ass to my face, and they're not wrong.
My...ex-girlfriend hasn't called me in a few years, but I did sort of get her half-turned into a vampire. There was a while where one of my closest friends pretty much arrested me on sight.
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I don't know if it counts for much, love, but...I like your soul. It's a nice thing to have around.
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