Posts made by Deity

"Oh, dear Brother… I’m on my way. My brother, unyielding sword of Lothric's Prince. Rise, if you would... For that is our curse."

"Oh, dear, another dogged contender. Welcome, Unkindled One, purloiner of Cinders. Mind you, the mantle of Lord interests me none. The fire linking curse, the legacy of lords, let it all fade into nothing. You've done quite enough, now have your rest."

"There is nothing more expensive than something free."

"Brave Undead... You have proven yourself to me. Now... become one with the Dark."

"Individuality that stands apart from the rest is a great asset."

"There is no path. Beyond the scope of light, beyond the reach of Dark... what could possibly await us? And yet, we seek it, insatiably... Such is our fate."

"Isn't it funny how the most unforgettable scenes can be so trivial?"

"You're like a cat. If I get close, you'll ignore me and go far away. If I get hurt, you'll play around to share the pain."

"All right, I've been thinking. When life gives you lemons, don't make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! I don't want your damn lemons! What am I supposed to do with these?! Demand to see life's manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give Cave Johnson lemons! Do you know who I am?! I'm the man who's gonna burn your house down! With the lemons! I'm gonna get my engineers to invent a combustible lemon that burns your house down!"

“Every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter.”

"There's a little devil inside all of us.
Beneath their manufactured perception - their artificial reality - is awrithing, twisted mess of dread. Loathing. Judgment. Elitism. Self-doubt.
All thrashing to escape the feeble hold of their host, seeping through everylittle crevice they can find. Into their willpower, starving them of allmotivation and desire. Into their stomach, forcing them to drown their guilt incomfort food. Or into a newly-opened gash in their skin, hidden only by thesleeves of a cute new shirt.
Such a deplorable, tangled mass is already present in every single one of them.
That's why I choose not to blame myself for their actions."

@vengu but even then since we know there's travel between worlds i don't think it would make any sense if only one of the planets had cannons. even if someone couldn't steal, someone would be able to develop the same thing by just knowing what it does. this isn't some form of magic only avaliable to a certain race. this is humans being further in technology and other races copying or stealing it. at least that's what i think.
edit: even if we assume only humans have cannons that would mean they would have actual guns instead of bows then?

this is really interesting to see. i'm glad we get to follow the development.
there's gunpowder but people use bows instead of guns? makes you think.

"With freedom, we sought purpose - and what we found was only realization. Realization of the sad pointlessness of such an endeavor. Realization that freeing our bodies has no meaning, when our imprisonment reaches as deep as the core of our souls. Realization that we can not pursue new purpose without absolving those from which we ran away.

Realization that the farther we run, the more forcefully our wretched bonds yank us back toward their point of origin; the deeper our shackles dig into our callous flesh."

"What does it mean to escape, if the escape fails to unchain the bonds that shackle us in the first place? What purpose could this empty world possibly hold for us, a handful of damaged goods?"

"The realization must have taken me an entire year. A year since our escape, our freedom from between the stained walls of that unholy establishment."

"Don't remember us, Wielder. Don't honour us. We do not deserve it..."

"... and you understand that black implies white, self implies other, life implies death (or shall I say death implies life?), you can feel yourself – not as a stranger in the world, not as something here on probation, not as something that has arrived here by fluke - but you can begin to feel your own existence as absolutely fundamental."

"What is better? To be born good or to overcome your evil nature through great effort?

"Yeah. But there may not be another time. Okay?
I may never get this chance again.
I mean, we may never, you know, be able to return to this-- this moment."