Ah-- you would not be of Ivalice, would you? Those tales would be lost.
[ belias stop, not everybody deserves trust. But his voice has quietened. ]
I am Belias - the Gigas, one of twelve Lucavi. Between forms, I slumber in a stone called Auracite, as do my kin. I-- still have my stone with me. If there is one filled with wrath, filled with desires, my spirit can overwhelm their body. Or if one is sacrificed for me.
[ A beat. ]
It sounds quite violent, does it not? But I am a weapon of war. And thus, I become them - my strength fusing with theirs. My voice overwhelming theirs.
no subject
[ belias stop, not everybody deserves trust. But his voice has quietened. ]
I am Belias - the Gigas, one of twelve Lucavi. Between forms, I slumber in a stone called Auracite, as do my kin. I-- still have my stone with me. If there is one filled with wrath, filled with desires, my spirit can overwhelm their body. Or if one is sacrificed for me.
[ A beat. ]
It sounds quite violent, does it not? But I am a weapon of war. And thus, I become them - my strength fusing with theirs. My voice overwhelming theirs.