zerotohiro | Some Legends Are Told, Some Turn To Dust Or To Gold [CEREALIA INBOX]

[Mikleo's surprised by Baymax' actions, but after the initial shock he leans a little into the robot. The support is needed and appreciated, in all honesty. Edna's words echo back at him, but he shoves them aside. He's not going to cry. Not now. This isn't the time or place for that.

He sighs at those questions.]

When he was made a Shepherd, he was 12 years old. During his journey, he tried to help the humans better interact with the seraphim and reignite worship for us. By this time, a lot of people in the clergy had twisted what we wanted to suit their means. Things like how people praying to us for their children to recover from their illness is selfish and why their children would only get sicker, and paying the priests is the only way to redeem yourself. Or how one group told people that if you committed a crime that brought dishonor to your family, then the only way you could get salvation from the seraphim was to throw yourself off of Temple Guinevere, which is a structure about as high as a mountain, if not taller.

[Honestly, given all of that and even more examples he hasn't told Hiro, Mikleo isn't surprised that there are seraphim who want nothing to do with humans.]

Michael didn't feel that he was doing any progress. So, he quit being a Shepherd after a few years and founded Camlann with like-minded individuals and his sister. It was meant to be a place where humans and seraphim could coexist peacefully.

[Then, everything changed when the Hyland forces attacked.]

He wrote a book that described all of the places he'd seen and the stories he'd compiled during that time. It's called the Celestial Record, but it said that there hadn't been a Shepherd in over 200 years. Given what we now know, it was a lie and possibly an insight to how he felt about his time as a Shepherd.

Edited 2016-02-11 19:48 (UTC)

[Good Mikleo, best seraph. Just let Baymax take care of you for a little bit while Hiro slowly loses his mind and progressively gets angrier at Michael.]

So…he got frustrated and just gave up on humanity. He lost sight of what was really important because of other people's oversights. …I understand being frustrated and just giving up on people but that doesn't make any of this better. It doesn't make it right.

[A pause.] …but I guess even the most influential people can change when they're driven by anger. [By grief.] So where's that record book now?

[He'll absolutely let Baymax take care of him for a little bit. How can anyone say no to the Stay Puff Marshmallow Bot?

Mikleo can agree with that. Still....]

I don't know if he deserved to die or if maybe it actually saved him in the end. All that anger and grief could've very easily turned him into a hellion after that. And Muse never got closure with her brother about what happened. [The seraph looks at Hiro for a quiet moment.] You sound like you speak from experience, though.

[Ah, but that question.]

Sorey has Michael's copy. The two of us loved that book as children, inspiring us and other people to explore ruins around the world. Even now we still refer to it. The Celestial Record is frankly his most prized possession.

Without closure could you really consider something like that a good thing? Maybe it's selfish but it sounds like the only favors he did anybody was still to himself. [...ah. He falls quiet again before he gives a halfhearted shrug. He'd normally brush around it, but...maybe this will help.] I might be. Trust me on stuff like this.

[The Celestial Record, quite frankly, sounds really neat. As a child who also likes books and likes learning about the world, Hiro can see the appeal in that.] I don't know about that. Maybe it's his most prized inanimate possession. [He knows how important both of them are to each other.] Sorey has it here? Maybe that would help clear some stuff up, too.

Mm, that's not entirely fair, though. We saw him at his absolute worst, but we never knew him as a person. Lailah's the only one who did out of all of us. Still...I wouldn't wish anyone to become a hellion, especially when there's a chance he couldn't be purified.

[Mikleo hesitates for a moment before walking over to Hiro. He places a hand gently on his shoulder.]

Thank you.

[For caring. For listening, even if Mikleo hasn't said anything about how he feels.

He takes his hand away and steps back after saying that. The seraph's smile is wry at that.]

You have a point. And, yeah, he has it. You could ask Sorey if you want to borrow it. I don't have to tell you to be careful with that book, do I?

Maybe you're right...[Vengeance isn't an answer no matter how wrong a person is. Being a hellion sounds awful and though terrible things have happened...at least Mikleo's here now. And he has support.

He looks surprised when he sees him moving closer in the camera of the CereVice and notices there's a hand now on his shoulder. It's hard to ignore the fact he's smiling in response. So...this did help. They came to a conclusion about the masks and though there's a lot of baggage, he feels like this was needed for the seraph.]

Don't thank me for something like that. [He bows his head slightly, looking at his notes again for a moment.] Anyway...of course I'd be careful with it. It's ancient and a one-of-a-kind account. What else would I do with it?

[He smiles and nods. Heldalf tried that tactic on him and Sorey once, to get them to become corrupt due to avenging Gramps. Yet, it didn't work, and he has confidence that Hiro has the support necessary to not go down that path, either.

Mikleo's hand falls to rest on his hip, looking a little amused.]

Accidentally spill your drink on it? You can take photos of the pages, too, if you'd like. I trust you'll be careful with it, but you'll need to convince Sorey of that.

[Not that it'll be hard, exactly.]

Hey, Sorey and I are friends. I'm sure he'd let me if I just said it's in the name of greater science. [...probably. But it's nice that Mikleo's mood has improved even if that mask is gruesome.] Let's get past all of this mask stuff and then I'd love to take a look at it.

Fair enough. Is there anything more you need from me?

I think we're okay. And shouldn't I be asking you that?

Mm, I'm alright with waiting until you've gotten as much figured out as possible. Whatever you tell me, I can pass along to the others from my world. I'm just glad I could help.

You've been a huge help and of course whatever I find out about the rest will go straight back to you. This has been really, really valuable. ...c'mon. I'll walk you out.

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