Knights of Tezoth

- Hmm-m-m, heh-heh-heh! A curious story once happened to a fellow countrywoman of mine — she pretended to be human and made an important man fall in love with her. They engaged in all sorts of mundane nonsense typical of your kind, read books together, held hands, strolled and admired the scenery, whispered sweet nothings to each other. But one day her illusion dissipated, and her true nature, including our ears which are long compared to yours, was revealed before his eyes! She immediately tensed up, her face twisted, and she asked him with contemptuous anger, "How did your heart manage to overcome my charms? That shouldn't be possible!" And he said to her, "Life saw fit to endow me with a mind different from ordinary human ones, and I am unable to lose my own will, alas." This answer puzzled her even more than before, and she was practically shouting at him, "So it turns out you knew everything from the very beginning?! What were you trying to achieve by playing the fool?!" And do you know what he replied to her? "I never played the fool; I am a genuine fool through and through." And she said to him, "Are you trying to say that you knew everything, but it was all still real to you? Ha-ha-ha! What absurd words are coming from your mouth now! Are you unaware of the nature of my kind?" Ooh, so much emotion in that dialogue, and the ending is just a bombshell! He declares to her, "I know you will never love me, and that like any other human, I am worse than cattle or a toy to you, someone deserving only contempt. But that doesn't matter, because my feelings for you are true, and I can do nothing about them." Can you imagine? What an idiot! Well, it ended with him being unable to betray his duty to his "homeland" at that moment and throwing himself into the river along with her.

— Truly, a curious tale to hear! I'd even call it romantic in a certain shade... Hmm, that probably sounded strange! But still, such an outcome is infinitely better than if that man had used his immunity to separate your friend's head from her body or do something else to her, for instance? The curiosity of our kind often borders on madness. Or the opposite story might have happened, had he not possessed a fortified mind, m? Or perhaps they would have continued coexisting until all his loud "love" turned into the poison of a corrupted heart? In our world, only death is a constant, and the pursuit of euphoria always turns into vile betrayal.

— Ha, forgive me, forgive me, sometimes the image of a thousand-year-old crone takes hold of my imagination. But the motive is now quite clear to me. The Iron Land is full of such tales, and of perverted shades of human nature; you will still have plenty of opportunity to indulge your curiosity to your heart's content.

Luciferia gasped and pressed her palm to her cheek.

- Sometimes it seems to me that inventing new methods of torture for your kind is superfluous; you yourselves, without any outside help, always find ways to destroy yourselves, especially in spiritual senses. Accept my condolences, my lady; I hope that in your next life you will be born as something else, perhaps a flower, or maybe a unicorn.