[ "Another way", he suggests, and spoken so casually. The gods merely exist to serve their Star, primarily, with the whole of humanity being their second charges. Following the destruction of Solheim and the war against one of their own to save humanity, all Six fell into more or less a state of stasis and slumber. This left their Star vulnerable to the Scourge that followed at the worst possible, defenseless moment. Such eternal beings, while weakened from a great war that predates even Somnus' time, then foresaw the Prophecy. They could only impart their magic to two families: that of the Oracle and House Caelum. This is how Somnus understands the plight of their world.
Ignis is human, with scant two decades of his life. His loyalty serves the Prophecy to protect Noctis, but it also blinds him more than sacrificing to the power to protect him ever would. Somnus' eyes do not darken, but instead they adopt a degree of solemnness. ] Temper your hubris. If you cannot...
[ There are two thousand years in the making to relieve their world of blight. Slow to humans, but a blink to the immortals. So close to the end, a potential deviation based upon one person's wants, now apart from his world, would wager the salvation of all. The risks are simply not in Ignis' favor. Somnus's gaze is grim, and he does not speak lightly. ]
Envision your Brothers. [ The Shield's Sister. The Mechanic. More, of course. All. ] Should you fail, are you prepared to lay them beneath the True King's feet as he turns to ash?
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Ignis is human, with scant two decades of his life. His loyalty serves the Prophecy to protect Noctis, but it also blinds him more than sacrificing to the power to protect him ever would. Somnus' eyes do not darken, but instead they adopt a degree of solemnness. ] Temper your hubris. If you cannot...
[ There are two thousand years in the making to relieve their world of blight. Slow to humans, but a blink to the immortals. So close to the end, a potential deviation based upon one person's wants, now apart from his world, would wager the salvation of all. The risks are simply not in Ignis' favor. Somnus's gaze is grim, and he does not speak lightly. ]
Envision your Brothers. [ The Shield's Sister. The Mechanic. More, of course. All. ] Should you fail, are you prepared to lay them beneath the True King's feet as he turns to ash?