I should know better than to go anywhere alone, because when i clear away the crowd

that normally busies my mind..there is nothing left but a monster.

you'll find i am less vulnerable to technological tricks than the others. i deal in
other realms, others level of existence. i could summon any number of demons or
demigods to help me deal with you. but instead..i think i will call my friends.

i would prefer you simply honor my wishes.

there is no point in discussing it. you cannot begin to understand what i feel.

i was created to end humanity. how can i live among you now? how can anyone of yuo
ever trust me or count me as a friend?

my father rules entire realities but his approval never meant as much as tim's

raven was taught to never frown, to never smile or cry or laugh. anger, joy, fear,
pain. they were all exploitable by her father's side. to insure raven never gave in
to the darkness that was laced within her flesh, arellad was prohibited to touch
her child. she rarely saw her, in fact.

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has your physical pain subsided?

your feelings of distress and self-consciousness feed me.

ive never felt comfortable aorund anyone. even mysef.

no..i am scared. im angry, worried and ashamed for what has become of me. for what
i have done once again. but i must bury it all. i must i must not feel anything.
oh, why am i the way i am?

im swallowing their emotions. im eating their anger.

i wanted to apologize for what happened friday. when i took away your..feelings. i
was only trying to reach out an dhelp you but... victor says i kill a room when i
enter it now. i consume emotions that are heightened. im trying to get it under
control. i have it under control but sometimes..

can i ask you a favor? can you to teach me how to dress? can you teach me what to
wear? no offense to kory, but she prefers to show skin. like, a lot of it. if she
could walk around naked, i thnk she world.

i have always hated the darkness. the darkness within the human soul. within my
soul. i have struggled to gaze into the light for years. i have tried to embrace
what my mother bestowed upon me. my humanity. though even being reborn in this
body..a body made from the blood of trigon's worshippers. i still feel the darkness
in my soul grow and hunger for emotion. i have always hated the darkness. i have
always hated a part of myself. that is why i confront the evil around me. i am
raven. i am a teen titan. with them, it's the only place i can be myself. and the
only place i will ever find some sense of..happiness. i can feel my skin blister. i
heal it. and pray. though i know my prayers have never been heard by anyone good.

i still cant stop feeding off emotions. when you all sleep here in the tower.
sometimes your dreams both good and bad, become mine.

i know what you're thinking. that you dont have a choice in who you are. that
you're cursed and damned and you'll never be anything good. i know how you feel.
and i hate that someone i care about feel like i do. im sorry. im so sorry.

i take the burden of people's pain.

Thank Azar I was not forced to wear the ceremonial garb.

i appreciate what you all did. but i need to be alone right now.

would you mind sitting with me in the dark?

you have to watch your anger. it makes you prone to reckless and self-destructive
behavior. i can get you killed.

jason was always aggressive. he was determined to one day be better than all of us.
especialy batman.

i can feel it in my soul-self. ive felt something for a while. death and life have
lost their meaning. the doorways have been cracked open. soulds are slipping in and
out. clawing their way. they're...the doors are trying to close. they must. the
dead must stay dead and the living...

death has lost meaning. the doorway between life and eath has been cracked open for
years. ever since superman came back to us. and then oliver queen, hal jordan and
jason todd. brother blood came out of my soul. it inhabits the space separating our
earth and the eleven worlds of the afrer-life. well, i've managed to count eleven.
heaven and purgatory. and the nine levels of hell. something has exploited the
crack and blown the doorway open. i saw the spectre but it's not him. nor brother
blood. byut it's infected my soul self. brother blood escaped through me. dragging
lilith�s lost soul with him. this is my fault.

you're hurt.
i might be able to heal it.
i just want you to be okay.

i sense another presence i know...many of them?

i can feel the convergence of souls.

i kissed you because..it was what i wanted to do.

stay close. or you could be mistakenly judged and sent to the afterlife.

i feel frutration from you. and anger. but at least that's something. i feel
nothing from him.

if you dont mnd please dont look at me. its unsettling.

i sense confusion in you. why do you ally yourself with this woman and her
partners?

you've always been an ally of ours. would you like to join our teen titans?

being an empath he had no chance whatsoever. but i was strangely flattered that he
kept trying.

it was a fine remembrance

returning to the solitude of my room is nothing new after a fight. being out in the
world, picking up the emotional signals of the general public, is taxing. emotions
may be the lifeblood of humanity. but to me they are dangerous. they are fuel for
the growing evil inside of me, a birthright forced upon me by my father, the demon
known as trigon. it was t hat very contamination that created the monstrous wyld
from my cursed essence. i so yearn to be able to experience the emotions my
teammates take for granted. be it fear. anger. will. or hope. not so long ago, gar
was flooded with love. but that feeling has changed in him. my love for him
continues yet it is something i cannot embrace. being close to him now puts me at
risk. but i cannot bring myself to leave.

batman's got so much anger in him. i dont feel love or compassion.

when i contacted with himi felt his depression his rage and his sadness. but it was
all dwarged by a tidal wave of loneliness. perhaps he felt that such tentative
connections would only magnify his feelings. sometimes no matter how many people
you surround yourself with you still feel alone

look at her. to me, emotions are like lighthouses--broadcasting through the fog.
mostly i see the shadows: fear, rage, anxiety. but even gier her dilemma, her
spirit remains strong, she beats not with dark but with light.

her positive energy is infectious..carrying over to the others around her the
emotion is bright and hopeful. but nonethless for me, it's dangerous.

i couldnt handle what ifelt. too much darkness. too much devil. she's a pure demon.

the worry for her grows each minute she is gone. i feel it from all of you. the
fear, the anxiety it gnaws at my very being. it's my burden. my curse.

this wasnt my fault. i was the one attacked. something was hurting me. trying to
kill me.

i should not be here. a darkness weights on me, more so than usual. i believed it
to be caused by solstice's power-her bright energy. but maybe gari s right. perhaps
this demonic realm is triggering my own darkness. my own evil.

my emotions are torn. drawn to the demons. repulsed by the light of solstice. it is
as if im fighting my very being to save my friends. but i cant dwell on that. my
powers may be evil in origin but they are still destructive. evil hates everything,
including other evil.

solace has always been an impossible attainment for me. the very nature of my
empathic powers and my connection to my demonic father trigon keep me in a state of
isolation. still, the titans have become my family. this tower--a safe place for me
to coexist with others, to control my burden.but now i feel like a stranger in my
own home because of her. because of solstice. her light repels me, forces me to
pull away from what little i have in this world. or rather, what i had in this
world. it feels as if she is coming to the team not as an addition, but as a
replacement. exchanging my fear of emotion for her embracement of it. i can see it
in the rest of the team. especially in beast boy.

maybe it's my negativity that is restricting you..holding you back.

azarath is conducive to mediation. and i have been successful in controlling my

anger and fears. but mental contentment cannot eliminate the impeding physical
threat.

a child of azarath must relinquish all earthly concerns.

but it is that is my concern. without me, many will suffer.

azarath is my world. what happens in other realsm..must no longer disturb our
serenity.

no. i dont even want to sacrifice others for my own well-being. im sorry priestess,
earth is my home. and she calls to me.

i warn you not to dismiss him so quickly. more than fear and hate, i sense
desperation. and that makes him dangerous.

my mother is a former concubine to a planet-destroying demon. it has triggered more

than a few alamrs.

im not an american citizen. its not like they can deport me to azarath.

if i had not been selfish to want a few moments for myself...then perhaps..

but if you need me to...i can relieve your pain.

i once let in the darkness..but when i saw what i had become i fought back. and i
defeated it. when you know in your soul what your truly are..you can never be
corrupted again. i know what i am and it's not you.

i have always sensed corruptness in you. a feeling of inner evil.

i do not what to think. at times, my father's evil overwhelms me and my empathic

powers become useless. is it trigon's evil i sense? is it an evil being living
within me? i don't know.if i were certain of my feelings i would have informed the
titans months ago, but i will not accuse anyone when i cannot bee certain of
myself. now plase leave. i must control my feelings.

though i can not remove your evil i can prevent you from creating further damange

so much life. so many emotions. happiness, sadness, worries, concerns, cares. they
all feel so wonderful. it was good moving here into the heart of this city. i can
no longer deny myself. i must experience all that i have missed.

my life is so different now. i can actually enjoy it. how could i have lived the
way i did for so many years? my life is changing. and all for the better.

is something wrong? am i needed?

azar help me! i made him love me. what must he think of me?

i have never been able to ask nayone for help before. but please, please help me.

i thought you wouldnt mind me barging in. but i didnt want to be alone. i thought
that maybe just maybe you wouldn't mind.

i try to be like the others but i dont understand them. im not like them. i never
can be like them. i never was like them. i am demon's daughter. how can i be
accepted by hymans? i dont belong with them, with any of them. and i was so much
the idiot to think i could. my home..i have not been here for mroe than a week
now..and already it seems alien to me.

i wish i could help but there no lingering sensations anywhere.

i sense something. but im unsure precisely what it is. warmth? caring? friendship?
and mroe?
i do not sense evil. yet there is trouble.

how can i be certain? my empathic powers have not functioned correctly of late. is
something inside me..changing me...something? i know what HE isand what he will do
to me. am i certain? no, these days i can be certain of nothing.

i need emotions to live but they do hurt. because i feel the sorrow and the pain. i
would gladly relinquish them as i would my logic.

your lives have been worthless until now. allow me to help you. allow me to enrich
your souls.

i sense youre troubled dick. you search for the common denominator in our tales and
you find none. you couldnt but i could. becsuse i can read between the stories to
the very emotions themselves.

i had learned to control my emotions. for if i hadnt, you know our world would have
been destroyed long ago.

Stop smiling like my grandfather. You look like you have some diabolical scheme in
play.

We�re here because at one point we were friends and I guess I still honor that

alone. my soul and mind one i muttered the words azar herself taught me. words that
walways brought an inner calm. i thought of waves lapping upon sand. of water-
tossed shells washed upon a beach. above me was a looming orange sun.at peace i
ceated a new dream.

no. im no friend of evil. and in you i sense the stench of death.

i dont believe in violence. i dont enjoy the sound of tears. i resist the need for
pain. but there is something in you..that calls for destruction.

i should have thought of that nyself.

hold on to my hand tightly as you can. remember your prime emotion. relive your
fear. let it overtake you. let it control you. let me feel your fears. they grow
stronger..yet no strong enough. this is no exercise in the occult. this is no
medium doing readings. i need your emotions opened to me. i need them raw! vital!
untempered! give in to them. give in to your basest fears. give in to your
weaknesses. it is the only way you can grow strong and repel them.

thank you. thank you so much but i fear no one can help me. not now. i have known
all along what i must do. and though the thought of it frightens my very soul...i
have no choice. the cold hand of destiny beckons me forrth. please do not touch me.
please do not make me cry. now go. allow me to meditate. please do not hate me.

my mind is a battleground, whipped and ripped asunder, torn from the very fabric of
reality. he...the demon who is trigon...that demon who is my father...he calls for
me...and his summons becomes so hard to resist.

my curse is charted. and my sad destiny awaits.

im leaving the titans. you no longer have to feel responsible for me. as friend and
partner, i have not only been useless, i have been more menace than aide.

you mean well, but you do not understand the forces which churn within me.
i was born on this earth. yet my soul belongs not to this plabet but to him who
sired me. universe after universe has fallen before his might. no one who has
opposed him has ever syrvived.

this world conceived in eternal dark and born in solar light has thrived since
creation, a symbol of self-determination.

trigon has destroyed worlds far greater than this one. the power of his death stare
is without limit.

if my father had his way, raven would have been a named feared and worshipped only
after his own. thank azar that was not to be. for now i am myself as i wish to be..
and my gift of power from blood seems untainted by his evil.

not enough to endanger him. still, there is noreason for him to be in pain..not
when i can take it from him and banish it.

how can i play at a deed so evil?

a strange one but intriguing.

perhaps with the stench of evil removed, we can discover what there is about your
deductive skills that are so special.

i feel no aura of great evil here, that is true. perhaps this does not require our
powers.

its one thing for you to live among them, you are happiest with your emotions
running free and wild, your soul bared. but for me that is still dangerous.

i am my fathers child and i fear somehow the darkness within me might be unleashed
again, or that another might seek to use it

dont be surprised. i can sense what youre thinking. at least i sense your emotion.
suspicion, dread, fear. but you have less to fear from me than anyone else. for the
very first time i am at peace..with the world with myself.

the titans formed to combat one evil but stayed together because there is so much
good that needs to be done.

we must never forget that. as long as our power and out will can be united. no evil
can withstand us.

you're such a gentle man but at times i sense too much darkness inside. i can
dispel it..please, let me.

even at the expense of allowing yoursel to feel joy'

You are smiling. may i ask why?

patent searching is legal...perhaps not at this hour perhaps not by otuseide

personnel..but no harm is being done.

was that brutality necessary? i could have stopped them without hurting them.

you should not have hurt them as if they were petty criminals. they are not aware
of the evil they protect. i sense confusion in this man, not evil.he is doing his
job, as security man. ut it is a job he resents and he leads a life he despises. he
needs comfort

ill try to restore the life alcohol tried to erase.

i can control your emotions i can show you the way to freedom to those dreams you
long ago forgot. to those hopes you had long ago thought dashed. i sense so much
pain in you, pain i can remove if only you will let me. for so many years i have
helped others find happiness and their joys felt warm and soothing to my troubled
soul.

just a glacing blow..unfortunately on the very shoulder you are graspomg-

so far the cuty has been fortunate because its a sunday morning few people are on
the streets. but i can feel pain and fear emanating from the building over there.

raven is a total team player, but given the influence of her dmeonic father,
trigon, she always keeps us at arm's length. afraid to embrace the emotions we all
take for granted. its a tough battle for her, with no end in sight.

the silent cries rip through the empath's heart, beggin her to help..begging her
for help. one brief touch and a lifetime of horror erupts and boils like some
frothing, bubbling volcano. so much hope...dashed!gone! over with so many years
ago...until hope was replaced with hopelessness. and love was replaced by neglect.
and care. there was no one to care. until now. and the empath reaches out. and not
only feels but gives.

if i fail to contain my emotions...the demon trigon the thing that is my father

will be reborn and destroy all human life. i know the warnings all too well. i also
know i would sacrifice everything i have been taught. if even once i could be
allowed to feel anything. do you know what it means to lock out all emotion? never
to laugh? never to cry? never to..love? do you? with the coming of my womanhood i
suffer as i never have before. i have so many questions. so many terrible thoughts.
i know i have been trained since birth to rid myself of such emotions. but i...they
come at night, in dreams i cannot run from. im swept up by cries of horror. im torn
apart by tears of laughter. these emotions..hurt me. the pacifist of azarath wont
let me fight my father dmeon. why must the fate of all worlds rest on my shoulders?
why must i suffer this way?

if you wont help, then i must help myself. perhaps my answers lie on the world of
my mother, the world of earth.

the immutable silence of nothingness shatters abruptly. noise. blaring. screaming.

emotions. anger. hate. lust. laughter. envy. greed. pain. endless, eternal,
everlasting pain!

raven is an empath, a conduit for emotions she is not allowed to experience

herself. and she has just been plucked out of eden to be abruptly dropped into the
deepest, most excruciating level of hell. human emotions rip through her like a
cyclone, tearing into her every crevice, her every pore. she is frozen in a moment
of timelost amber, an insect helpless in a tsunami of raw, unfiltered passions. her
brain shuts down, then suddenly ignites; a million synapses close then rip open
again. stop the pain stop it now stop it all stop everything. again and again the
emotions claw at her, scream at her, the pain overwhelms her.

the people of azarath believe in peace above all else. they fled the earth to leave
such violence behind them. to be willing to fight creates an option for war.

you must use your empathic powers to take the pains of others and make them your
own. give yourself completely to the needs of others. to save the worlds your life
cannot be your own to live. purge all emotions. by necessity you must never
experience love. to do so would be to destroy all life. your father the demon
trigon, must be ever on your mind. falter and you encourage his entry to this
universe. withing every person there lies a soul. but only you can reach into your
mind and give it form and substance. let your soul-self rise from you. let it fly
free, yet never out of your control.

is this love? it is so overwhelming. it hurt so much but it is also so strong. he

is so exposed? so hurt. all his emotions are opened to me? and i am drawn to them.
he is such a good soul and he is in such pain. his feelings? his passions? so much
hurt, so much love? so much he wants to give? so much i need to take. i feel so
much. i have feelings i should not have. his passions are too strong for me. they
overwhelm me. i feel for him- i cant stay. it is too painful.

i thought love was supposed to free you. why does it make you hurt so much?

at home im different from all the others. even in a crowd i always feel so alone.

i have been taught that pain is all in the mind. if you allow for hope, pain will
go away. perhaps you no longer need to feel your hurts.

knowing what i have done wrong will allow me to improve. there is nothing if one
gives in.

your weakness is not who you are, but what you make of yourself.

thats the proble with being an empath. you take over people's pains and make them
your own. somehow that doesnt seem fair to me. while im sick with the flu, or
broken out with acne if i get too close with a teenager, im not good for anything.
so imagine what its like if i cure a leper, for instance? i have to sit in the
corner holding myself together until i can purge the pain. it's no fun, i tell you.
doctors dont like me very much. i cost them so much money. in fact, i hear doctors
are now taking out no-fault raven insurance in case i accidentally cure their
patients before they can over-charge them. the american medical association si
trying to ban me from entering hospitals altogether. people just expect so much
from me that is sometimes gets tiring. ive had folk come up to me with their sick
dogs and cats. i cant go to the movies without someone with an incurable illness
interrupting me, pleading for help. do you know what it's like trying to eat at a
restaurant only to see agroup of terminally ill people staring at me from outside
the window? its enough to make me lose my appetite. sometimes i wish i could make
them die, but then i'd just to cure them, and where would that leave me?

there is no reason to inflict such pain. you must know how simple it will be for me
to dispel it. come to me and i will show you the path away from violence.

i can release some of ther pain, but not all. my abilities are not exact or without
limit. when one has been injured as badly as donna, we must depend on her will to
make the difference. she must want to survive. she must fight for survival. i may
only show her the way. it is up to her to take that final step. it's all right.
ifeel almost giddy. the expulsion of so much pain is always exhilarating.

the pain is never lessened and one never quite gets used to it. but i have lived
with it since birth and i long ago learned to accept it

i know your concerns and trust that i have tried to find them but in vain, my power
is not that great. and its failure angers me

you must consider other people's feelings. yes, we all know the danger but that
does not mean we need to be callous when friends perish. if we did not feel for
others what sort of people would we be?

are yuo alright?

i asked how you were.
he reacted the way he did because of his emotions.

she sits in silence. her soul far away in some cloud-shrouded limbo. she sits on a
floor of wood bu she feels the jagged cold stone peak beneath her. raven is at
peace in this dimension where azarath once thrived. stars explode in phosphorescent
novas. worlds form before her bemused eyes. emotions long ago denied now swell in
herself. raven is at peace.

the titans still wish to assist you. once i believed my problems were between
trigon and me. but you showed me otherwise. however i will honor your wishes if
that is what you truly desire.

what i do may be your only solution. and her only salvation. it could kill me..but
its definitely killing her.

i can drain the poisons into me. by curing her i give you the chance to find an
antidote as it works its way out through my system.

i know what it is like. my father. no, my father is nothing like yours. but i do
fel your pains, and i suffer your confusion. and i want to help you. i want that
very much.

i loved every minuted of tonight. you know, i almost didnt think it could be
possible to be so happy. with anyone. this..has meant a lot to me. i want to thank
you so much. i wanted so much to get close to you but i thought it would be a
mistake. i was not sure this was right for me to become so close, to reveal so
much. i havent had that much experience. at least not that many good experiences.
but i wanted to try. and im so very pleased i did. you care for me, too? yes, i can
tell you do.i once compelled richard to love me, and for me to love him...but that
was not real. that was love for a friend, not for something more.

can i speak to you on a personal matter? i wanted so much to speak to you. so much
has happened to me. i have feelings i do not understand. it has been so long since
i've seen my mother, and i do not think the others would approve if i told them.
but i knew i could speak to you. you have always been such a good friend. i think i
have falled in love! and i have never felt love before. not like this. why havent i
said anything? because of who he is.

the others disapporved. but i do not know why. i realize his manner was not
refined. but i felt something stir inside me when he looked at me. and my heart
nearly exploded when he spoke. there was something about him. something so
compelling. perhaps he sensed how i felt. he sent letters that showed a depth of
feelings and emotions. a depth that would surprise you. he wrote of his dreams. and
he wrote from his heart. i sensed a lonely soul bubbling with love and passion. his
words entranced me.

donna and koriand'r could nto understand that somehow he reached inside me and
sparked a light i did not believe could exist for me. his words were like music and
he thought i was beautiful. ME!

i know there have been many loves in your life. but do you remember how you felt
for the first? this is the way i feel now.

do i sound silly talking this way to you? i hope now. but when i think his eyes
gazing into mine..or the touch of his hands. ha! im being silly, aren't i? i do not
mind. i feel silly these days. but then, that is love is it not? feeling silly.
feeling new. feeling free.

when we're together i gelt all new emotions taking hold of me. emotiosn that let me
forget my past and the horrors that once controlled me. i learned to forget
everything except being with him.

please dont disapporve. my life unil now has been so contrained. but suddenly i
feel alive. i feel strong. i no longer fear my emotions. i embrace them.

i had to tell someone. and of all those i care for. you were the only one i knew
who could be happy without judging.

i did not mean to harm you. i believe i may have a cold which has affected my
soul.self and healing powers. born on azarath im not as immune to germs as you.

i dont get sick. my soul-self protects me from all illnesses.

you broke my confidence when i asked you not to? how dare you?

snd that gives you the right to try to discredit the first man who has shown and
interest in me?

eaach time i have needed the titans they found some way to reject me. i dont need
them any longer.

i should not have run away. there was no anger in their hearts. just misplaced
concern. but am i never to have a normal life as others lead? i have not been
prepared for one have i?

im the daughter of a demon. im the daughter of hell. within me were contained

forces great enough to destroy a universe. i was born to pain and tornment. i was
born of raging passions. and therefore denied passions of my own. azar taught me to
submerge my feelings, my hopes, me needs, and why? because if i were to give in to
my own desires, trigon would again be born on earth. mother! you prepared me only
to be the vessel through which trigon could be destroyed. why did you not prepare
me for the rest of my life? why did you not prepare me for love?

koriand'r..she's like me in a way. we both come from other places with other value
systems. we both have had to adjust.

when trigon was finally gone, and she was freed from azarath. i wanted to live with
her. but she didn't want me. i was just a child who needed help, guidance. and she
abandoned me. she didn't want to take care of me. she created a psychic shield
around herself so i wouldnt be able to reach her.

i sense your anguish. i could use my power to ease your spirit?

your wound runs deeper than flesh. i cannot replace what is fone but i can ease the
suffering in your soul.

i can only heal you so far. yo stay whole you must learn to live with your loss.

she cares too much. she trusts too much. people have took her trust before and
rubbed her face in it. she feels she has to solve all the world's problems. (like
dick)

trigon would have destroyed me if the azarathian elders hadnt forsaken their
pacifist vows. they shook off their mortal bodies and merged together as an energy
to exorcise the demon trigon forever.

a man who in seeking a dream...found a nightmare instead.

no one attacks until i have investigated. my soul self shall seek out our foe's
weaknessess.

we asked where do dreams end and nightmares begin? perhaps a better question would
be-..where do nightmares end and reality begin?

it's hard to talk about myself but no, im not sorry.

you don't look that bad.

the other titans wanted to know how you're doing. i cant stay long.
such turmoil. youre thinking this could be the end. let me soothe you.
my powers are keener, too. which is why i want you to be careful. i sense a shroud
over you and its shadow is deepening.
just remember, you are not alone. you have family and friends and people who love
you.

supergirl and i we both had fathers who wanted sought to corrupt us..who wanted us
to destroy.

knowing is what i do

trigons other wives had killed themselves when they learned they were with his
child. and of all my potential brothers and sisters only i lived. arella was
brought to azarath a land of misplaced peace. when i was born i was brought to
their leader, azar. she taught me to contain my emotions. to never let the demon
within burst free. i grew up believing azar's idea about pacifism. indeed when azar
sensed trigon's plans to invade this dimension i was dispatched to earth to recruit
heroes to battle and destroy him.

he's suffered so many ytials on his short journey thus far. two sets of parents
dead. and hes becoming beast boy saved his life. time and again he'd been hunted,
let astray and humiliated.

meditation. the path to the soul within. shh free your mind. all right. maybe we're
going about thiss the wrong way. instead of clearing your mind, think of the most
beautiful place you've ever been. work with me, please.

clutter. if you want to get better you need a sping cleaning.

we are alike. but trust me. if i can free myself from the devil. so can you

last time you resisted. may i..(cover with cloak, take to azarath)

think of azarath as my krypton. its where i was born, raised and maybe kept
prisoner, depending on your perspective.

theres more to me than i know. im a work in progress.

azar is our goddess and the priest of azarath are the ones who taught me how to
master my emotions.

considering the alternative..i didnt think i should complain

i was at war with my father hwile you were still playing sleeping beauty from outer
space.
we need to go back.
perhaps you dont understand. im not giving you options.

i know how many ways you can try.

meditation is not designed to solve your problems for you. it is to help you learn
how to solve your own problems.

but that was only the first of many such confrontations. i have spent my lifetime
in meditation. but i still wake up cold and afraid that trigon will try to control
me again.

you cant mistake strength for will. you have to believe.

separately that is correct. but together..nothing can stop us.

memories do not vanish. nor do our reactions to them.

it was all begun in inocence. you must believe that. i wish i could have done mroe.
i had been attempting to soothe the distress in his soul but finally abandoned him
as well. i felt i must come here to warn you of the danger.

ever since the wall fell i have been overwehlmed empathically drowning in the fear
and shock of people across the world as their lives suddenly changed. i came out
here to be alone before it drove me crazy. i just need a moment's peace but right
now there is no peace.

i have misgivings about the next person you're going to approach.

you're not a meta. you were immune to this mans astral powers. you struck down his
physical form.

im reading a lot of distress and fear. but one spike in particular extreme terror.

i suggest we scale down aggressive responses. im getting an empathic read..human

fear...survivors close by.

im not an expert. no one knows exactly what to expect.

my soul self is my spirit. the projection of everything i am.

my whole life ive felt things acturely, feel everything. that degree of empathy can
be crippling soetiems, but ti's all i know.

i hide a lot about myself. because i scare others as much as i scare myself. theres
no one more monstrous than my father, the demon. and theres nothing that scares me
more than becoming like him.

nobody's ever asked me that before.

nobody ever relly asks me anything. im never sure if its because im the daughter of
a world-destroyed. or if my constant frowning pushes people away.

it belongs to the shadows so we should come together in the light.

i could sense so much hatred pouring off of them. but also jealousy. imagine if
your whole life was defined by violence, if all your choices were imprisoned by the
will of one man.
since becoming a high school student ive been forced into computer usage. and ive
found im quite good at it. // plus it keeps me at a distance which is safe for
everyone

stop. dont close yourself off. you've got such a big heart..thats why i thats one
of my favorite things about oyu. but what you're asking i dont hink im acable of.

i can feel the pressure you put on yourself.

its hard isnt it? the burden you carry with you the ened to be great. it doesn
allow room to question your decisions but thats how people grow by owning up to
their mistakes and learning from them.

would anyone miss you? if i teleported you to some slime planet in another
dimensioN?

theres an azarathian saying that goes, "if you travel back in time, you become as
dead as history". in other words, if you think too much about the past, you lose
your grip on the present.

i wish it were otherwise but i know this is my fault. / no! they are all going to
die because of me. it was just a nightmare. another nightmare. i have been getting
them since before the crisis and connor's death but this one was different. somehow
it felt...real..closer. there was so much pain and it was holding me. shouting at
me. it was so loud.

so many emotions, all conflicting. all so powerful. i can't stop them. and i can't
absorb them...but worst of all, i can't control them. although i know it was not.

it felt real. it was real. it is going to happen, but who--?

am i some foreign country? i don't watch tv. i dont go to movies. i dont play video
games.

it's happening again. suddenly absorbing so mnay emotions. like the last
time..during the crisis. they hurt so much. i can't fight them.

azarath. i spent too much of my life here. azar's priests would not let me speak to
anyone but them, not even to my own mothers. i was taught only how to suppress my
emotions...i was not allowed to experience hate, or anger, or sorrow or happiness.
and especially not love. the alternative they said was freeing the monster. freeing
my father. and when i finally did, i was slain...or at least my body was. my soul
survived until it found its new container. this body. but it's so young. maybe it's
not strong enough to contain the power. what if it can't control what i am? what if
i can never be controlled?

but i'd been alone for so long and all i wanted was to be with people. to live with
people. like i was normal.

im sensing restlessness. something is wrong.

another nightmare. they won't stop.

what have i gotten myself into?

this conversation has been going on for half an hour. i believe this is the first
sign of the apocalypse. or worse. im having a real conversayion with real people.
and it has nothing to do with saving the world.
it's happening again. emotions. lots of them. changing. coming into me...flooding
out of me. i cannot contain them all. they are..spreading...infecting everyone. my
powers..the emotions...im doing this to them. this is my fault. i can. i have to
save them.

bowling? you're taking me bowling? am i supposed to actually enjoy this or are we

engaged in some kind of arcane initiation ritual?

the emotions...are stronger, worse than before. they're fighting. so much fear..the
pain will kill them...unless i...it's so much worse than las time.

shes dead because of me. emotions went wild, turned everyone crazy. and in that
craziness, she..she died. i met her, just yesterday. she was fun. she made me
laugh. me! aand i never laugh! just one day. and suddenly she was a friend. like
someone i knew all my life. but now she's gone. like i had never known her. gone.
because of me.

strages is a small academy. very private. very elite. only 200 students in each
grade. everyone knows everyone. and everyone knew her. i sense a quiet rambling of
uneasiness just below the surface. a dormant volcano waiting to explode. i do not
have to be an empath to understand they are in pain.

fear i fear their fear. not sure if it could suddenly happen to them, too.i want to
help them so much. to take them in my arms. to use my empathic abilities. to
relieve their pain...to ease their suffering...but how can i? how can i help
them...when i fear i am the one who caused this.i draw emotions into me. but
lately, recently...there have been so many..and they are beyond my control.i don't
know how, but im infecting them...affecting them...i am the cause of the uneasiness
just below the surface. a dorman volcano waiting to explode.

azar..this is not fair. they are so young. young as i am.

do not show what you're feeling. fight the emotions. but they are energizing. so
good. but i have to fight them. i have to resist. if i do not, the emotions will
control me again. and i will use them to control. i feel my fear entering him. be
calm. fight the emotions. resist the temptation. control yourself. yes,
guilt...guilt is strong. no! fight...resist. it would be so easy to submit, but i
can't. i must not. help him...help him and you will help yourself. no this is
wrong. don't ease his pain...let him deal with it. let him

we met only yesterday. how is that possible? after a couple of hours it was
like...that we were best friends. i have not had that many friends before. and even
then it took a long time to let them know me. but with them it just happened.

im good at keeping things secret.

i will count the nano-seconds.

thank you for asking me.

you do not want to forget a friend you once loved. the pain that comes with those
sad memories...also brings back all the joy you shared. somewhere the volcano i had
feared, simmered, sputtered and quietly died.

my nightmares. the visions, the voice, will not go away.

there is no darkness in her. no anger.. no thoughts of murder. just confusiong.

like everyone else here.
nothing...is that it? this is a one-way conversation? are yoy trying to drive me
crazy? or are you doing this so i wll make everyone else insane?

azar...help me. i do not know if i can keep going on like this.

ever since the crisis...receiving all those painful emotions. unable to turn them
off. is it my new body? this younger body? is it unable to control...

i will sacrifice myself before i let anyone else suffer.

meditation. calmness. that is what i need now. meditation to calm myself..to

control myself..

this is my horror. too many emotions, pulliong at eash other, in conflict, in pain.
im trying to calm them, but i am unable. whatever is causing this is stronger than
me.

so many emotions. overwhelming me. i know whatever lies behind this door can kill
me. but i have no choice. too many are suffering. and the empath that i am. the
healer that i am. can not permit it.

im invaded by a continuing stream of changing emotions. ad i cant resist them all.

i suffer pain with every cure i attempt. but bc who iam i still have to heal. bc i
was bred from birth to fight emotion emotions have always overpowered me, and yet
bc of who i am, im unable to turn away.despite my pain, i always assimilated their
pains. despite my agonies, i always assimilated their emotions. but these.. they
cant become part of me. they will destroy me

i have been afraid since the day i was born. the priests on azarath explained that
a demon seed was inside me, planted by a thing of pure evil. my father. they told
me that to keep him away i had to learn how to control my emotions. i could not
laugh or cry. i could not enjoy my friends o feel anger toward my enemies. and
since i was not allowed to fear, i needed to keep it secret. which meant he was
never all that far away. i was so alone. but my body died and my soul, now free of
the demon, searched until it ofund a new host. and for the first time in my life i
was allowed to feel. i no longer had to be alone ever again. but then the darkness
returned. the demon seed that was my father was gone. but evil did not die with
him.

im not one body. im two. flesh and soul. separate and independent.

azarath is a place of peace. where hate cannot survive. where the priests of
azarath can share their power with mine.

pain goes away in time. but its trauma still leaves permanent scars. some things
need to be forgotten before one can be allowed to move on beyond grief.

they should remember the death of their friends but nothing else.

i dont need anymore shoes i only have two feet. why do i?

is this going to be fun?

good i think i'd like some fun right now.

theres so much distrust in this room. how can we hope to work together?

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