“Hmmm~ Bullets, lumber, the ocean, guns, gemstones, the goddess, more guns, and I unno--Beauty is all relative really. For some, the sweet embrace of death could be considered beautiful. And for others, perhaps they like their fill and share of shiny trinkets and flowers.” Aurelia mused, chewing on some stick while lost in thought.“Although honestly? Honestly? I don’t give a goddess damn whatever the fuck is beauty is anyway. It’s whats on the inside that counts, whatever you’re made out of. Appearances are lame and mundane. We’ll all grow old and ugly anyway.”“Though I guess....a strong character and wit with a soul could deem itself beautiful to me. Humanity itself is beautiful, but ugly just the same. I unno...does this make any sense to you? Heh heh.”