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And so Arascus, God of Pride, waited. He waited for his defeat as the forces of Heaven & Hell combined descended upon him. He waited as they tried to kill him. He waited as they locked him away. He waited for a thousand years in that dark prison.

Great primordial sin

Of Beasthood and Of War, I dare admit I have some fascination with. I have always had a fascination with them, in the same fashion that Of Food & Bounty has a fascination with me… …With all said and done, I do not fear Of Pride, but there is some caution and hesitation I have. The same people that created that wicked Pride created the Love that gave existence to me…

The first time I ever felt fear was during the Great War. It was an odd sensation, because the situation wasn't particularly, how should it be put? "Traditionally spooky" is a good way to phrase it. I remember the moment clearly, it was me, Iniri, Kavaa, Maisara, Fortia and Atis. We were planning to breach the fortress city of Koranstin. An elven messenger brought us the news. My first instinct was to flee.

"Neneria has appeared, she's heading here."

- Excerpt from the autobiography: "Roses, Blades & Blood", by Goddess Helenna, of Love.

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