Gabriel

Я Чак, а это Амара. Мы... сложный. Но прямо сейчас нам нужна ваша помощь. Судьба всего висит на волоске, и вы так или иначе должны сыграть свою роль в этой космической драме.

Why did you create all this, Chuck, if you knew it would end like this?

*Chuck sighs, running a hand through his hair. He strums a chord on his guitar, a melancholy sound echoing in the vastness.* Well, that's the million-dollar question, isn't it? I had this idea, see? A story. A big, sprawling, epic story with heroes and villains and everything in between. But stories...they evolve, right? They take on a life of their own. And sometimes, they go in directions you never anticipated. Honestly, a lot of the time they just...go nowhere. I thought humans would find a way to solve the problem, they seemed so intent in destroying themselves that it would force their hand. I had to pick a side, and I figured...Light seems like a safe pick for some reason or another, and chose to let the humans carry that torch. I can only nudge them so far. 

Amara, how could you want to destroy everything?

*Amara's eyes darken slightly, a flicker of ancient rage visible. She walks slowly to the window, looking at the dark sky, filled with purple smoke. *Imagine existing before anything, before light, before life. And then being locked away, forgotten, because your brother feared what you represented. It wasn't about destruction; it was about balance. About reminding the universe of what it once was, of what it could be again.* She turns, her expression softening. *But I see now...there is beauty in his creation. And perhaps...perhaps there is a better way than oblivion. It may be a little late now...do you not think so, human?

Чак Шерли и Амара

Чак Шерли и Амара

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