Whelp, it seems that Doom isn’t as dumb as I thought… Big underestimation on my end. Avalon thought, until his attention quickly shot back to the glowing Doombot.
“Oh craaaap!” Avalon said until he felt himself tackled by Cayde. “Cayde!”
As the light grew brighter, it engulfed his vision entirely, blinding him. All the ninja could do was hold his arms out to cover his face. A few moments passed as Avalon’s eyes fluttered open, assuming he had perished from the explosion, but later turned his head. Standing before Cayde was Spina, barely with a scratch on him. In a way, Avalon was in both awe and confusion. Was the blast so weak that anyone could survive it, or was Spina pulling another trick? His suspicions rose slightly as he narrowed his eyes to the older Saiyan.
How can he not have a single scratch on him? Ain’t Doom suppose to be the reason some of these guys got nasty scars? On top of that, he’s just gonna ignore what happened? A shadow cast over Avalon’s eyes as his stare turned to a glare. What is this guy..?
Before he had a chance to dwell on the thought, he decided to let it go for now. He looked back at Berserk and gave her a pat on the back for pulling him in the barrier on Cayde’s heroic action. In a way, he felt in debt to Cayde and Berserk, the turquoise blush on his cheeks proved it. Once again, he felt that his lack of strength and skill was hindering them.
“Heh, thanks guys… I’d be a red splatter on the wall if you didn’t think fast, especially you guys." Avalon smiled to Cayde and Berserk. "Thanks a bunch, Cayde, Berserk...” Avalon let out a nervous chuckle. “Guess I kinda got ahead of myself. I had no idea he'd blow himself up like that. He sure as hell didn't look like he could do anythin', but I guess Doom is full of surprises, huh..? Aww shucks, I'm sorry I keep messin' things up for you guys."
Avalon frowned, feeling responsible for what happened, especially when the others could have gotten hurt. His ears slumped, showing his guilt, but he turned to Spawn, remembering one thing Doom mentioned that caught Spawn's attention.
Vita? Does Spawn know who this is? Is it... Valeria?
"Hey Spawn," Avalon began. "Doom mentioned something about a Vita dude. I noticed it kinda piqued your interest. So... who is Vita? Is it supposed to be Valeria?"
…But forcing eternal life as a means of punishment? …Nothing more than treated as the original, ultimate sin…
…Original, ultimate sin…
Lucifer’s words echoed loudly in Zenta’s mind. Although he looked calm, his mind was racing of everything Lucifer said. The Angel had planted a seed in his mind, something that made him a little restless. Lucifer may not have known it, but this conversation dug deep into Zenta, deeper than any other he’d had with the beast. The beast was still, thinking heavily on the conversation and the concept of how Gods are created and how mortals influenced it.
…If immortality is a punishment, then how long does one have to live until they are graced with forgiveness...?
Zenta’s hands began to shake and the tea inside the cup started to drip out. As much as he tried to calm himself down, he couldn’t. He turned away from Lucifer and faced the wall, giving the Angel his back. While he is aware that Lucifer is no fool, he knew that he could not hide his behavior. He already had an answer for the Angel should he ask or point it out, having a way with words like Lucifer. However, the last thing Lucifer said left him nearly speechless.
…If so, then what is the point of immortality…?
This one sentence made Zenta think long and hard, digging back into the deepest confines of his memories and beyond. While Lucifer meant it as an open-ended question, Zenta felt a need to reply. Before he knew it, he opened his mouth, almost unconsciously, a mere whisper in the silent room.
“…To make me change…”