[He's quiet for a long time after Matoba speaks, even long enough that the other might suppose he hadn't heard. Perhaps he'd drifted off, in the tumultuous sea of his mind. But his gaze sits fixed on some distant point behind Matoba's shoulder as he processes the words.
HiMERU's relationship with religion has been a difficult one, to put it lightly. It had never achieved anything good in his mind — false hopes only meant to be crushed by the silence of indifference, guileless souls in the herd like sheep to the slaughter — and he would never have compared that hungering void to a god, or anything of the like. But perhaps it is, as Matoba implies, a monster. Or at least an extension of one.]
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HiMERU's relationship with religion has been a difficult one, to put it lightly. It had never achieved anything good in his mind — false hopes only meant to be crushed by the silence of indifference, guileless souls in the herd like sheep to the slaughter — and he would never have compared that hungering void to a god, or anything of the like. But perhaps it is, as Matoba implies, a monster. Or at least an extension of one.]
... Have you also been betrayed by a god?