nightmares

Apathy did not think the gods were that easily overthrown. But it made him grin regardless - it would just mean poser and others like him would add onto the forever growing list. After all there were many, and surely there were not even enough mortals to replace. Perhaps ones who had started to fade away. Surely the trio among his fathers religion was far too young to even be overthrown at the moment. Itsume would probably knock Poser back a few years if she could. Even... take away something else. The thought of violence stimulated the young pup but he did not let his fantasies known out loud. As Poser had already agreed to give him a lesson in healing.

"Not at all, I actually take quiet a lot of pleasure in blood." Especially if he was the reason for it. However he kept his mouth shut and shuffled forward. Eager and ready to learn as if it was not obvious on his dead panned eyes concentrating on Poser himself. The young wraith would grow to be a monster if he was not already one - but his father told him he was fine the way he was. So that was how he would treat himself among others. He was fine and those who didn't accept that were fools.