[Justice's lack of social skills doesn't seem to bother Baku; in fact, if anything she looks faintly amused - it's familiar, especially when many of those she works with and for don't have those skills, either.
She makes a gesture inviting him to sit, and as she said before - there's tea, already waiting. She was quick to return despite her prediction and it was only proper to welcome her guest as promised]
The gods did. [she pauses, thoughtful, before elaborating] The Chinese gods, I should say. After they created the animals, they had remaining parts left - so they put them together and created me.
[Justice doesn't drink the tea--he doesn't need to drink anything--but he cups his hands around it for warmth as he sits.]
Your world is very different from mine, then. Some mortals say that the Maker made us, but we remember no such thing. Are you the only one of your kind where you are from?
[she tilts her head as he explains, curious and interested]
Mmm, I'm the only one. At least, in my world I am. It could be different elsewhere. I'm not familiar with the Maker - would you tell me about them? And how you came to be? At least, what you do know.
The Maker is a god that some mortals worship. They believe that He created the world and all life in it. But there are others who believe in the Creators instead, and yet others who believe in the Old Gods, and others who believe in the Stone, and so on.
I do not know which of these gods have more merit than the others. I do not remember ever seeing them, beyond what mortals create in their own dreams. I am Justice, so it stands to reason that I was created from the justice in the world and mortals' belief in it, but I do not remember my creation, and I am far from the only one of my kind.
Mm. [she gives a nod] The humans in my world believe in many different gods, too. The ones I serve under are very different from the ones many know of now - older gods.
[something about the explanation catches her attention and she pauses, her tea half to her mouth] You were created from belief? Does it fuel you as well?
[Justice has trouble putting it into words. He's never really had to before, since all spirits just knew how it worked, so he needs to pause for a moment while he considers how to try explaining it.]
It is not simply belief. It is... [His frown deepens.] The action, even if it is not successful. Mortals striving to be just, and doing justice, and struggling one behalf of justice even when it is difficult... that fuels me. Mortals having hope fuel Hope. Mortals having faith fuel Faith. Mortals being afraid fuels Fear, and mortals being angry fuels Rage.
It is easier, simpler, for demons to find food, so there are more of them. But it takes more effort and intention for mortals to do what fuels spirits, so what spirits there are tend to be more intelligent and substantial than the average demon.
It is good in some ways, difficult in others. It can be difficult to hold onto what you wish to be if the mortals around you expect you to be something else.
[One of the many reasons many spirits avoid being around mortals.]
Are you bound to the gods that created you? Or are you independent?
I'm an Enforcer; sort of like . . . a police officer, an exorcist, and a guardian all in one. I live among humans to protect them, but I also help creatures who live in the human world if they're struggling, or I handle problems if they get out of line.
Bishamonten is in charge of all the Enforcers, so he's my boss. He's one of the gods of war. [...] And I suppose technically the gods who control my realm are my bosses too, but I don't really think of them that way.
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She makes a gesture inviting him to sit, and as she said before - there's tea, already waiting. She was quick to return despite her prediction and it was only proper to welcome her guest as promised]
The gods did. [she pauses, thoughtful, before elaborating] The Chinese gods, I should say. After they created the animals, they had remaining parts left - so they put them together and created me.
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Your world is very different from mine, then. Some mortals say that the Maker made us, but we remember no such thing. Are you the only one of your kind where you are from?
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Mmm, I'm the only one. At least, in my world I am. It could be different elsewhere. I'm not familiar with the Maker - would you tell me about them? And how you came to be? At least, what you do know.
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I do not know which of these gods have more merit than the others. I do not remember ever seeing them, beyond what mortals create in their own dreams. I am Justice, so it stands to reason that I was created from the justice in the world and mortals' belief in it, but I do not remember my creation, and I am far from the only one of my kind.
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[something about the explanation catches her attention and she pauses, her tea half to her mouth] You were created from belief? Does it fuel you as well?
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[Justice has trouble putting it into words. He's never really had to before, since all spirits just knew how it worked, so he needs to pause for a moment while he considers how to try explaining it.]
It is not simply belief. It is... [His frown deepens.] The action, even if it is not successful. Mortals striving to be just, and doing justice, and struggling one behalf of justice even when it is difficult... that fuels me. Mortals having hope fuel Hope. Mortals having faith fuel Faith. Mortals being afraid fuels Fear, and mortals being angry fuels Rage.
It is easier, simpler, for demons to find food, so there are more of them. But it takes more effort and intention for mortals to do what fuels spirits, so what spirits there are tend to be more intelligent and substantial than the average demon.
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It sounds similar and different from how it is where I'm from. Better, even. Humans will always have those intentions and emotions.
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[One of the many reasons many spirits avoid being around mortals.]
Are you bound to the gods that created you? Or are you independent?
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[she sounds like she understands that a little more than that, but doesn't elaborate]
Mmm, independent. But I suppose, in a way, I'm bound to some by loyalty. At least the ones I work for.
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[Justice has to confess immense curiosity about the whole thing. He hasn't met another even remotely like him in the Fleet so far.]
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Bishamonten is in charge of all the Enforcers, so he's my boss. He's one of the gods of war. [...] And I suppose technically the gods who control my realm are my bosses too, but I don't really think of them that way.