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"Try having a boyfriend who is actually an imposter, who sent your real boyfriend to die, and the imposter is the dimension destroyer you're trying to kill, but they look exactly like your boyfriend, and it's really hard to kill them, but you have to save everyone."

"It's anything you can think of."

“I guess having over two dozen males trying to make babies with you isn’t so bad after all.”

Gavrin swooped down, still a falcon, and grabbed a piece of bread in his claws, before swooping back up to nibble on it.

"I can see we all have very, very convoluted stories. Good to know. SG (me) seems to love writing stories where almost everyone dies."

I do not!!

"Whatev."

Cinthia scrunched up her face. "Eh. That's just confusing. I'll take hallucinations, insomnia, constantly being sick, and generally just going literally insane–which, word of advice, NOT a fun experience; zero out of ten, would not recommend–over… whatever that was."

Tiak nodded solemnly.
“Sounds like an annoying Divine Protector. Mine just admits that she likes torturing me, and that I’m here to send a ‘message’ about ‘sexism’ or something. I really don’t understand her sometimes.”

Cinthia waved an indifferent hand. "I had McDonald's."

"Eh, don't worry. I'm sure @nightingale understands me." Hinata winked.
"Chocolate is the most delicious thing in the world."

"My 'Divine Protector' says she just wants to see where my story goes, and that I represent strong female role models. Must be why I barely have any curves."

Cinthia blew an annoyed breath and slid down the tree trunk, folding her arms over her chest like a child. "Did I forget to mention I died!? To save an entire empire? And then got exiled for not staying dead!?" At this point, Cinthia was just getting things off her chest. "And how about not being able to touch people because then I'd probably accidentally look into their mind and see their memories and future, and anything they know?"

Cinthia blew an annoyed breath and slid down the tree trunk, folding her arms over her chest like a child. "Did I forget to mention I died!? To save an entire empire? And then got exiled for not staying dead!?" At this point, Cinthia was just getting things off her chest. "And how about not being able to touch people because then I'd probably accidentally look into their mind and see their memories and future, and anything they know?"

"Try watching your dimension explode as your parents are running to the portal you have open, then they stop and tell you to close it to save everyone already through, and you wait until the last second and see them swallowed by the blast. Then, you have to push aside your emotions to deal with everyone else. Then, you can never show emotion because it is a sign of weakness and has died many, many times just so other people's dimension's don't explode either." Hinata said calmly.
"Try being so powerful you have been forbidden to bare a child when it was the only thing you ever wanted?"

Cinthia had nothing to say about that, only, "I'm infertile, so I guess that last one doesn't really affect me."

"It sucks being the oldest being in the universe."

"Wow, you're such a big girl!" In dimensional years, she was just a newborn. As the oldest at 364-dimensional years (years according to the central dimension, which no one has actually been to), Hinata was old enough to be everyone's great great great great grandma, even though she looked to be in her teens. Ah, the joys of magic.

“I wish I was infertile. Then males would stop trying to rape me.” Tiak stared wistfully at Cinthia.

"Trust me, a day will come when you want to have kids. Unless you're the kind of species that die after giving birth or something." Hinata jabbed a fork into a Cheeto.

Cinthia shrugged. Moko settled into her lap and cooed comfortingly. "I guess that's one way to look at it."

A knock could be heard from Hinata's case.

"Trust me, a day will come when you want to have kids. Unless you're the kind of species that die after giving birth or something." Hinata jabbed a fork into a Cheeto.

Tiak groaned.
“My mom used to tell me that when I was a Skarling, and then I grew up and didn’t change and she was like ‘Tiak, you’re one of the weird ones,’ and just gave up on having grand-Skarlings through me. I have two brothers though, so she’ll be fine.”

"Oh, trust me, I didn't want to have kids for a long time. I was, like, the equivalent of about…" She counted on her fingers, "20,000 of you lifespans old at the time." She popped open a can of Diet Coke.

"It's pop. I don't know if your system can handle it, though…"

Tiak sniffed the can from across the table.
“Some sort of…nope, no idea what that is.”

"It's water with carbon bubbles and flavoring."