CYOA - JLATCH

[maladied]

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[maladied]

If someone brought me into being then I do not know them. For as long as I became aware of my existence, this has only ever been my purpose. [ ...take that as you will. ]

[heartofcorundum]

[[x] doubt]

What happens, when you answer a wish?

[maladied]

The wish is simply granted. I answer what is being desired and asked and nothing more. [ case in point: table for ludger's doll. ]

[heartofcorundum]

And if wishes contradict?

[maladied]

Then that is simply the nature of the wishes. I do not decide on what happens after they are both granted. [ so, you know. if two people ask for the opposing thing and she grants them...then they're both fucked sort of situation. ]

[heartofcorundum]

Were you the one who brought us away to grant our wishes?

Or was that the wish of something else?

[maladied]

A great number of people shared the same wish. They wanted to find a cure for this illness—a disease destroys lives and worlds... So, I granted it.

[heartofcorundum]

And was there a price for that wish?

[maladied]

No, there are no prices to the wishes that I grant. [ she's said it before and she'll say it each and every time. ] Granting wishes and desires is my entire purpose.

[heartofcorundum]

Then, may I ask what the cure was? Or did you only give them the means to find it, not the cure itself?

[maladied]

I gave them the means to find the cure. They have everything that they need to find and create a cure for this illness. [ since, you know, the technicality of asking for a cure vs wanting to find a cure. ]

1/2

[heartofcorundum]

[A firm, slow exhale. Okay.]

2/2

[heartofcorundum]

And why the rest of us, then? Those of us that had no idea of this disease, or this need for a cure?

[maladied]

[ take all the time you need thancred. she'll be patient and ever so polite as to wait for him to speak. ] An increased odds of success. Many have asked for the same wish and each time more and more and more people ask for the same wish. Of those times they asked for people to come help them.

[heartofcorundum]

So rather than bringing us to solve our own wishes, we were brought to help grant the wish of the others. Am I understanding correctly?

What happens to them, should they find their cure? What happens to us?

[maladied]

That’s correct, however, some of you have had your wishes granted after I've heard their wants. [ she'll place a hand to the side of her face. ] Should you find the cure then the wish has been granted, and then the rest of you shall go back to your homes.

[heartofcorundum]

Ramuda and Seymour, I imagine.

Were you responsible for Lynne and Yuki as well? For Giyuu?

[maladied]

Yes, that's correct. And for those two, I had no involvement to what happened to them. It was as you've all suspected, they became ill.

[heartofcorundum]

How did they turn ill in the first place? Just part of your "means for a cure"?

[maladied]

[ she'll tap a finger against her face. ] Yes, it's a part of understanding how to find the cure. You all would not have believed it unless you saw it.

[heartofcorundum]

And you would pull innocent people to suffer for this.

[There's ice to it, but he knows there is not an argument to be made. If Magi believes that this is what is needed to accomplish the wish given, maybe morality was out the window entirely.]

Have they not wished for aught else while they've been here? Do you not take back their wishes?

[Because he knows how Y'shtola in particular may react to this. Might as well get some more information.]

[maladied]

They are allowed to make other wishes while they are here. I have heard plenty of them as you all have been here. However, your wishes are not the only ones that I hear and I'm only able to fulfill so many at a time.

[heartofcorundum]

So even if one wished for something else, or wished to take it back, that would not guarantee your answer.

[maladied]

That's right. [ she smiles and lower her hand to her lap. ]

[heartofcorundum]

[His mouth thins into a deeper frown as he crosses his arms and glances towards the floor. His desires, his feelings, they are all obvious trickling across his mind. Kept tight-lipped under stubborn insistence, but still vibrant in his hopes. For this place, for his home, for the people he loves.

...]

Why aren't you showing yourself to the rest of them? Talking, as we are now?