Finality
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A Fate's Tale:
Light. Fire. New life blooms as raw energy takes shape, more advanced than the candlebearers, more potent than the guardians, more powerful than the walkers... The Saint.
A being made by the two patrons, who in their infinite wisdom, knew that no matter which side won, some of the wishes might be.... less than advantagous for the Patron granting them. So they made Saint to cheat. If anyone made a wish they didn't like, Saint would make a wish to undo it. Then they would be destroyed.
But they didn't expect Saint to be awakened by the most insignificant of things: A nice young man who asked if Saint was ok when he saw the strange magical-mechanical being with a brazier for a head looking around confused.
In that small conversation, Saint grew something never seen before in a construct. Curiosity.
Saint wanted to learn more and more about the world around them the more they saw. as every single bit of it was more interesting than the last. A woman with horns, a skeletal creature manning a flower stand, a man floating a few feet above the ground helping an elderly woman cross the road as a rat in a messy business suit yammered into a cell phone about something called... 'stocks'.
It was all so interesting. And Saint wanted to see more.
Saint wanted to see it all.
Saint would be so much more than what they were made for.
Light. Fire. New life blooms as raw energy takes shape, more advanced than the candlebearers, more potent than the guardians, more powerful than the walkers... The Saint.
A being made by the two patrons, who in their infinite wisdom, knew that no matter which side won, some of the wishes might be.... less than advantagous for the Patron granting them. So they made Saint to cheat. If anyone made a wish they didn't like, Saint would make a wish to undo it. Then they would be destroyed.
But they didn't expect Saint to be awakened by the most insignificant of things: A nice young man who asked if Saint was ok when he saw the strange magical-mechanical being with a brazier for a head looking around confused.
In that small conversation, Saint grew something never seen before in a construct. Curiosity.
Saint wanted to learn more and more about the world around them the more they saw. as every single bit of it was more interesting than the last. A woman with horns, a skeletal creature manning a flower stand, a man floating a few feet above the ground helping an elderly woman cross the road as a rat in a messy business suit yammered into a cell phone about something called... 'stocks'.
It was all so interesting. And Saint wanted to see more.
Saint wanted to see it all.
Saint would be so much more than what they were made for.
