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[cobbledtogetherenvy]

[No recording. Envy doesn't want to talk to any stupid humans.]

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[cobbledtogetherenvy]

Oh, it's not a metaphor. If you're human and you go through the right hoops, you can meet something that names itself Truth. Father's a powerful, inventive place where a lot of confluences met and created something nasty. Several somethings, if you count me and my brothers and sister. Truth, I'm pretty sure, is the same, just older, bigger, and meaner.

[a_titanum]

I did not take it to be. It sounds very much like a god.

I serve a goddess. Many think her a metaphor or a fiction, but it is she who gave me Johann and she who made me what I am and gave me my purpose.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

I've seen humans call Truth a god, or talk about gods the same way. Both. I've never seen a definition that meant anything other than bigger, older, and stronger.

[a_titanum]

That is part of it. But there is also purpose.

She is the goddess of the sea and also the goddess of death. She is the watcher of that gate from whence the Gods will come at the end of the world to fight their final battle upon the ruins of humanity.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

[Sounds very made up.]

Truth just takes some pieces out of you--assuming you don't die--and you come back better at alchemy.

[a_titanum]

She took my other half and gave me Johann.

Similar enough.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

Well, if you want to get hold of Truth for that sort of thing, do try to bring back a dead human. It'll turn up right away.

[a_titanum]

Good advice, to be sure. Thank you, Herr Envy.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

Just don't die before you finish your stay in the only quiet spot onboard.

[a_titanum]

I promise I will not. Until then, good luck finding peace.

[cobbledtogetherenvy]

[Envy's not a one for conversational etiquette. He just ends the call.]

[a_titanum]

[ Saves him the trouble of doing it. Excellent. ]