Here today, I can feel that nothing could have worked out the way you wanted it to be. This is forever. Life could not understand a thing. This was passion incarnate, making it look as if she had become of ghost of the past. The more he pushed his limits the more he thought it could be better than just simply saying that it was hardly enough to be alive. Knowing the way of life was hard for both of them. One of them had been abandoned by their parents and the other was ostracized to the extent of death.
Basil: I suppose we were playing hard to get: we are always living this life, smiling as if it were nothing. I love you for infinity. I still remember how it was before. You have given me an unforgettable experience. What about time I met another woman? I did not understand a thing, having it for better. That sounded more than graceful, making me feel as loved as my mom used to make me feel. Some people may say that I have mommy issues, but I did not really feel it with all my heart. Now, I can really know that you really love me. Would you love to be my wife? I will honor you and respect you for the rest of my life.
This is more than enough… life can connect us, but death may never separate us from eternity: our present forever and ever in our presence and their presence. It is because I want to see our full of babies, playing around as if it was nothing. Nothing could be father from the truth. OF COURSE, I WILL MARRY YOU WITHOUT ANY DOUBT. You are my everything. You design my whole reality. I should tell you that I will be a strict mother. We will have 20 children. Oh! We could think about their names, husband. Oh! I have another idea. You should tell me what techniques we are going to use to raise them. After all, your body is so powerful, majestic, and elastics. I do not know how you could be that fast. That makes a lot of sense. That may worry you, but to me, it was not a piece of cake to follow your rhythm. For real! This was more than enough to make me go out of breath. The sadness goddess said in a pompous way, making other realize how much one can love another.
The previous was not easy to understand, so Basil decided to make it clearer for their love to flourish.
Basil: Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love. But at the same, I love to love: I am nothing without you, love. That means that I love myself and the others.
This meant a lot to the goddess, getting to the point where she would surrender to Basil. This would make her shudder hard. This has made her more resilient. This has taken a toll on her, telling her to kiss Basil with all her strength and she… did it passionately. It was not the first time that she had ascended to a new height of destiny with all her passion and love. He had become more powerful than they thought. She was constantly ridding the tiger of logos. And also, it was hard. This actually made her rethink her situation. When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish imperial sun. As she stopped moving, they got to rest, making everything turn out well. This was more than resting: they had made up their mind about coming into Basils world. This would give them time to hug the sphere of life.
The planet was completely destroyed, making it seem as if something had come upon it. There were other people dying and suffering in holy flames. As he got to see Nix, she was enveloped in eternal darkness, fighting an elven woman. Nothing seemed to be going well. This was the last straw. She could not lose to her. This was not on the line. It had become mockery. They needed to survive in the wholeness of what it means to be alive. This should create more than compassion and empathy for those who could not survive.
War must be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all; but I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend. This is what he was thinking in many seconds of looking at his world. If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle.