♚ // A Lord keeshava and his words of Wisedom:
Did he experience joy in such circumstances as this? To be surrounded by unfamiliar faces, finding new and previously unlooked-for legends at nearly every turn? Yes – that one word was the simplest answer he could really give. There was nothing quite like it, even in the era of his human birth, which could have quite compared. As a man Krishna had known heroes, tyrants, mundane folk and those who were truly holy. But never in those days had they all been placed quite so intimately as this: within an arm’s reach and a friendly call whenever he pleased; from all across the mortal world and some hailing from well beyond it.
Were the circumstances not quite so dire, he might have described it all as delightful.
“Seeing all you of here does bring me joy.” Krishna affirms, perching his chin on folded hands as he regards Saber fondly. “Across all my incarnations it has been a pleasure to watch others grow. To have witnessed the good and the bad side by side, taken a role in balancing it for myself. My only regret is that none of you may remember it, when you return to that place referred to as the ‘Throne of Heroes’. But I will cherish these days and remember you with love, because a world without such people is too sad for contemplation right now.”
Even a simply answer were an efficient one, enough to slat curiosity. At the very least the one whom among they with the divinity of a god were taking in the essence of all those whom strove themselves a name within the books of history among those with the legends etched into the soul of the human belief system.
Those whom lived long before ‘he’ had always been a state of curiosity for those elders are whom held wisdom that not even books written could possibly prescribe to give knowledge over written text. Though- that isn’t to imply the newer generation passed from they were without their own set of knowledge to give.
︱♚︱ ►► ″ Though we may lose our memories of current, so long as one
remembers our times here, it are not all lost. We all must return
back to once we’ve hailed, for this are only a temporary form in
the end. Yet there are some miracles with whom summoned
among we, have retrained memories of lives among another time
summoned for another world and and yet the same purpose.
Would it not be nice to be able to continue remembering everyone?
Ah- but alas..that is a but time to see when if such miracles are
to happen for us. ″
A soft sigh slipped, though words were forthcoming in acceptance of faith, such did not always mean that the heart were true to be free of all worries of the day they would return, but those words were true to believe that in being remembered the piece of history left here, beyond the pages of lore and tales were not passed down to the new generation with a kindling knowledge of they.
︱♚︱ ►► ″ It is without saying that our meeting, even if forgotten, thy core shall not
forget this, even if my mind perhaps shall one day present itself errors.″
Those were the right words correct? Well, they were very much more like hopeful words for a better time for the both of they, mostly ‘he’, that they would remain the same even if the most being summon again brought them anew and fresh, hopefully the so call Throne of Heroes being like a book of memories preserved some part of they, but alas ‘he’ were not a scientist.
