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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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And yeah! That’s why I like talking to you, I know you’re gonna tell me the truth about stuff. [He tilted his head a little, based on her story she had been really young too, like him.] It’d be nice to grow up without monsters, but if they’re real, then it’s better to know… Just because you think you’re safe, doesn’t mean you are. [He wished some of the kids at the orphanage had realized that before the incident.]
You could?? [Mono perked up at the offer. Yeah, it sounded like a scary place… Like his world, but maybe it would help him to understand what was going on in his if it turned out to be just like it. And understanding was pretty high on the kids priority list.] If there’s a lot of them, then maybe my world is… It’d explain a lot of stuff.
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Most people do not appreciate how...honest I am. [ More that they don't appreciate how she just up and decides to be honest to people who may not be ready for that kind of honesty. ] Most people do not realize that we all grow up around monsters. Often the worst monsters are the ones that look just like we do. [ Humans were the worst monsters. ]
You would want to see it? [ Well...that's a bit weird. ]
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I dunno why they wouldn’t, seems kinda weird to me. I always thought we’re supposed to tell the truth, not lie. [A simple outlook, perhaps, but it isn’t as though he’s had… the most experience with people who could actually communicate in the first place. This world was a rather large experience in socializing and figure out how that all worked.]
Um… [He hummed a little. Did he want to see it? It was weird, maybe… But it also seemed like it might be educational. And, again, he really had taken a liking to Illyana.] I dunno, maybe? I might learn something, if it is like my world. Unless going there means I gotta run from a bunch of scary things again, I don’t really miss that.
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Everyone lies for a different reason. In the end though, everyone lies. [ And that is something she is quite certain of, both from herself and from others. ]
There are scary things there, but they answer to me. You would not have to run. [ She pauses. ] There is also a small area that is...not as scary. Limbo is a reflection of it's ruler and long ago someone created a garden. I have been trying to bring it back to life.
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Well... If I definitely don't gotta run then I would like to see it. [He decided with a small nod to himself. Having to run or not run seemed like a good enough measure of danger to him. And...] And the not as scary place sounds kinda nice if it's a garden?
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