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[queenofkur]

Sender: Ereshkigal
To: Everyone
Subject:

[ There is a strange phenomenon happening with this text entry, what with the header appearing twice. That's because Ereshkigal browsed past entries and figured that she had to write the header herself if she wants to be "Anonymous!" Alas, she is completely unaware her name is in the true sender field for everyone to see. ]

Sender: ANONYMOUS
To: Everyone
Subject: Social Skills

Hello (* ^ ω ^)

Much as I would like to begin by formally introducing myself, I am afraid a most pressing matter led me to pick the quill and put ink on this page. I need assistance with a truly difficult task: engaging in social interactions! (;;;*_*)

I cannot say much lest it reveals my identity, but my line of work is a solitary one that has caused me to become somewhat lacking in what people call "social skills." As such, I believe myself to not be what any sane soul would consider "pleasant" company. Someone as gloomy and evil as myself does not fall under the common conception of a "good person," I am afraid. (｡•́︿•̀｡)

Yet, I very much desire to make friend with as many of you as possible. Unfortunately, mine is a position of such importance, it would be unseemly to openly ask for help when I am supposed to figure out such thing on my own. This is the reason behind this anonymous entry. I realize the suspense behind my identity may be somewhat difficult to bear, and I apologize for any anxiety this might cause you. ｡ﾟ･（>﹏<）･ﾟ｡

I humbly ask that you share with me what wisdom you may have regarding social interactions, so that I may improve and become worthy of friendship and companionship. While I believe this to be a tall order, I shall perpetually strive to improve! Any and all advice are very much welcome. (´｡• ω •｡`)

Thank you for your time. (o^▽^o)

Comments

[beshackled]

Pray forgive my confusion, but you do not strike me as particularly malevolent.

Why do they consider you evil?

[queenofkur]

[ She could answer that question if she let slip a bit more of her identity...

... After a while, she decides to do so while (trying) to remain vague. ]

I rule over Death. A concept humans fear and revile. A concept they cannot fight and that will unavoidably take from them everything.

It is only natural for them to call me "evil" as I represent the very thing they hate.

[beshackled]

So it is a resentment born of misunderstanding.

The body may die, but soul and memory may continue to exist without it.

[queenofkur]

That is correct. And in my world, it is my duty to look over those souls. Bring warmth and comfort to them until they find peace so eventually, they may move toward reincarnation.

However, to humans it matters not. Death is evil. Death is what takes those you love from you. Death is what ends life.

Even if it is a misunderstanding - My existence is defined by theirs and I cannot oppose their judgement.

[beshackled]

I know not if your humanity has aught to do with the mankind of the star I know, but my people would not consider you evil. Far from it.

Pray do not look down upon yourself as a result of another's misunderstanding. That they label you as such does not make it true.

[queenofkur]

We must hail from different stars then.

But thank you. It brings me comfort to know there is a world where humanity has grown beyond the terror of death. No matter the star, humans are possessed of limitless potential it seems.

I have faith in the humans of my world. If it is possible for them to grow beyond this fear, I am sure they will.

[beshackled]

Then it is my hope that you will not have to wait overlong, for it seems you have already been waiting for quite the time.

[queenofkur]

You are a kind soul.

I must repeat my thanks. It is a very rare thing for me to speak with such understanding souls. This place truly is a dream.

[beshackled]

I would be glad to speak with you again. Though mayhap I should warn you that I too have some difficulty with socializing.

[queenofkur]

It would be my honor and pleasure to speak with you again.

You need not fear for your lack of social skills. I, of all people, will never judge any soul for having difficulties in that field.

[beshackled]

In that case, please contact me whensoever you would like.