ohchansey
What is disdain?
What is scorn?
A mere reflection of hatred.
And what is hatred?
A mere feelings.
Feelings are what weakens humans. We are strong mortals, we can be immortal if we abandon these useless things. Feelings are killing us. Feelings are what separate us from the Above, what pulls us back. If we disposed of these things, we could join the Above. We could survive.
But because of these, we cannot leave.
And now, we are using this scorn against the Above.
Against ourselves.
"Entree?" Jasmine says. "What's that?"
"Salad. Before main course. What you indulge in before the delicious delicacies. The appetizers," Olivia, the chef, replies. "Cushioning your taste buds before anything heavy comes in."
"Get yourself used to it," Kefka, the neighboring cook says.
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