Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170204155635/@comment-19164168-20170204171322

It did not take long for Tristan to realize what he was being offered, and the choice he was given. Although he never knew who Archeron was, or what he was, he knew that this was his only chance to gain what he sought for all this time throughout his life. Power.

Then it came to hit him. It was as if the memories of his adventures with the mortals he had spent time with since Daggerfall had flashed before his eyes...

Eveline. Aeorin. Iori. Emilia. Maia. Freya. Laura. Victoria. It was as if each of them called him out with his name.

He became awfully silent for a considerable amount of time, before he raised his head to face the man that offered him power beyond even his wildest dreams.

"...I can't." He finally answered.

"Yes. You are right. I am far less noble and selfish than Eveline. Whom I considered as my sister, even though we are not related by blood" he continued as he stared at the bowl of blood.

"You're right. Everything I wanted is that blood lying on that crystalline bowl. All the power I sought after all my life. The power to be beyond any being imaginable or inconceivable by man.

...But thanks to it, and my desire, I was manipulated. Now I am given the very choice and opportunity I've always wanted. As much as I want to walk forward and drink from the bowl...

...I know that I am wrong. I'm just being arrogant. A selfish person driven by desire, like so many before me.

Yeah, I know. If I refused, I'll just become another ordinary human, who barely has any power to challenge someone as high as you.

...To tell you the truth, I'm not going to 'become' anything. I've always been an ordinary human.

I'm a puny human who couldn't even save my mother after she gave me the chance to live my life when she conceived me" he told the man as he stared at his own hands before smiling slightly.

Eveline. Aeorin. Iori. Emilia. Maia. Freya. Laura. Victoria. It was as if each of them called out to him with his name. Tristan eventually put down his hands and stared straight at the man.

"Even if I refuse your blood, and be a 'mere human', I'll still have my friends. To live with them until the end of my days. That is more than enough for me, because I know that I'll live my life content with what I have" he finally answered with a smile.