Closed starter with @fearslantern
Mary’s human past and curious nature were secret to very few, and Adaru was not one of those few. He had known for decades about where Mary came from, and had at least a vague idea of what her life was like when her heart still beat and her blood was warm in her veins. Mary never knew much about Adaru’s life, besides the fact that he had once been human, and that he had been around much longer than her. She couldn’t imagine centuries of life, millennia, even, of living endlessly. It would be nice to never know oblivion’s icy grip in theory, but, in practice it seemed much harder.
Mary was not known to be a woman of much emotion, but she did feel one more than she was proud of: loneliness. After all, she had lost most of her family by now, and those she didn’t lose had no idea who she was.
The dark-haired lady turned and looked toward the creature that stood before her, once a man, but now a god. How did he do it, she wondered, how did he not feel the endless sadness that comes from being separated from those you love, forever? Was he ever truly okay with shedding his mortal life for this? Mary knew she certainly didn’t sign up for this, she didn’t hate her duty or the state she was in, but she always hated never having a choice.
“Adaru?” She called out, hesitantly, secretly hoping the towering god couldn’t hear her, “Did you ever have a family? Back when you were human, like me?”