[Chosen. Just like Oscar, like each of Ozpin's new reincarnations. Just like those born with silver eyes. He'd like to say it's not as unique as you think, but he's not prepared to get into it. And yet, it hurts. I don't think we'd ever convince her to leave. He doesn't think he could ever convince Ruby and Yang not to go home, either, if he were ever to try.
He wonders what it means that she died twice and someone else wasn't chosen. Is the role stuck with her until she is truly dead and gone? Is it a reincarnation situation, like Ozpin's? If she were to leave...would that mean there would never be another chosen? He can't help but think of how Oz can only die if it means surrendering to Salem and letting the rest of the world die with him. There is a deep cruelty to this idea of chosen ones, he thinks.]
We have something like that, in Remnant. Those born with silver eyes are said to be fated to lead a warrior's life. My niece has them. Her mom did, too.
But having it be just one person....can't imagine having it all on your shoulders like that. It's hard enough to keep the people around you safe, let alone....the entire world.
[It's technically a true statement. He can't really imagine what it's like to be Oscar or Ozpin, or how much heavier the weight of going back is when you have to bear it for the rest of eternity. He can't imagine how this friend feels, either. But it seems so terribly unfair--not just to her, but her loved ones as well. The inevitability of having to bear that grief, because she happened to be chosen.]
no subject
He wonders what it means that she died twice and someone else wasn't chosen. Is the role stuck with her until she is truly dead and gone? Is it a reincarnation situation, like Ozpin's? If she were to leave...would that mean there would never be another chosen? He can't help but think of how Oz can only die if it means surrendering to Salem and letting the rest of the world die with him. There is a deep cruelty to this idea of chosen ones, he thinks.]
We have something like that, in Remnant. Those born with silver eyes are said to be fated to lead a warrior's life. My niece has them. Her mom did, too.
But having it be just one person....can't imagine having it all on your shoulders like that. It's hard enough to keep the people around you safe, let alone....the entire world.
[It's technically a true statement. He can't really imagine what it's like to be Oscar or Ozpin, or how much heavier the weight of going back is when you have to bear it for the rest of eternity. He can't imagine how this friend feels, either. But it seems so terribly unfair--not just to her, but her loved ones as well. The inevitability of having to bear that grief, because she happened to be chosen.]