[ What he wouldn't give to have two arms - typing would be so much easier! This might take him a while, because he actually wants to say something. ]
Blind trust isn't trust, it's naivety. Only an idiot would trust someone without them having to earn it, and someone who would force themselves on another isn't worth the effort.
You said you were told nothing when you arrived. Do you know what I was told? I was given a name that isn't my own. I was basically informed that I'm now officially 'Kali', more or less a slave to followers who don't give a damn about me beyond my being slapped into the role of something people made up ages ago to give themselves something to believe in. I had a face and name in my head of someone I'd never met and ran the risk of not meshing with, but that was supposed to be my partner whether we were incompatible or not. Even if I did know them, I couldn't tell them anything at all or they're as good as dead, so I'm forced to lie to them.
Had I known all of that, I wouldn't have chosen to be a god if given the option. I hate secrets, and I hate lies. I've spent most of my life being lied to, so I don't like that I have to do it to someone else.
And I can't prove that, because it's essentially true. A shinki's form changes for whoever names them, but just because they become something else doesn't mean that they don't have their own personality, their own feelings, their own likes and dislikes. The form my shinki takes is a tool, yes, and I rely on him just as much as he relies on me. My shinki himself, though, is a lot more than just that to me, and I would do anything in my power to keep him safe, even if the cost is my own life.
[ Because dammit, he does not want to lose his brother again! ]
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Blind trust isn't trust, it's naivety. Only an idiot would trust someone without them having to earn it, and someone who would force themselves on another isn't worth the effort.
You said you were told nothing when you arrived. Do you know what I was told? I was given a name that isn't my own. I was basically informed that I'm now officially 'Kali', more or less a slave to followers who don't give a damn about me beyond my being slapped into the role of something people made up ages ago to give themselves something to believe in. I had a face and name in my head of someone I'd never met and ran the risk of not meshing with, but that was supposed to be my partner whether we were incompatible or not. Even if I did know them, I couldn't tell them anything at all or they're as good as dead, so I'm forced to lie to them.
Had I known all of that, I wouldn't have chosen to be a god if given the option. I hate secrets, and I hate lies. I've spent most of my life being lied to, so I don't like that I have to do it to someone else.
And I can't prove that, because it's essentially true. A shinki's form changes for whoever names them, but just because they become something else doesn't mean that they don't have their own personality, their own feelings, their own likes and dislikes. The form my shinki takes is a tool, yes, and I rely on him just as much as he relies on me. My shinki himself, though, is a lot more than just that to me, and I would do anything in my power to keep him safe, even if the cost is my own life.
[ Because dammit, he does not want to lose his brother again! ]