My father used blood magic once, when my mother was pregnant with me, to be able to escape with us. He told her that he hoped their child would never have it. So a sick joke mixed with perhaps a genetic disposition I never fulfilled as a non-mage at home. This is not something Cassandra knows and it's something our family has kept quiet.
My mother was murdered by blood magic, grotesquely. I've seen good people go wrong with it. That's why more often than not they wind up dead.
Of my three friends who were here, none of them would have or did. It's that bad in my world. I have a friend who is one but we managed to keep her level.
But yes, Cassandra took it the worst. It's difficult for her to see in shades of grey. I don't want it either though. My father was right to not want it on us. The problem with blood magic is that it's tempting. It's seductive. In a way, I can already feel it.
That is definitely the temptation. I have a weapon, I want to use it. But blood magic feeds on the desire for power, like having power over other people's bodies. I'm not there yet, but if I train, I could. And someone like me shouldn't have that kind of power.
Yeah, that's how it happened the first time. It's fine, Clarke. Cassandra's just very intense and having a bit of an existential crisis. She's reassured me she has no intention of chopping my head off any time soon.
Honestly if there had been a way to twist it around to it being from the Maker, it might have worked, but since she refuses to think the Maker would do this to me, she won't. And there are no other gods as far as she's concerned. It's going to be an uphill battle, but not one you have to worry about. I'm responsible for her.
It's more worrying that she's speaking as if she hasn't been in this world. She has to know that people don't worship as she does. Has she ever explained the lack of it to you?
There are people who don't worship as she does in OUR world, I think she's just holding on more tightly because all of this is freaking her out. Either the Maker doesn't exist or he's letting all this shite happen to us, neither of which she can handle. Going "he can exist and still not be a part of this" doesn't work because to her there is no world without the Maker.
I suppose just give her more time. Unlearning religious extremism isn't easy.
It is the Maker's will. The Maker's will when good things happen, when bad things happen, etc. I technically grew up with all of this too but I've never really cared about any of it. Gods likely are real in my world, or powerful beings of some kind, but unless it directly involves me I don't spend the effort.
Well in that case she feels like giving me blood magic would be a particularly cruel thing to do and I think on a personal level it's hard for her to think he'd do that to someone she cared about. It's one thing when you're born this way, if I had been she'd already know that and made her peace. But I wasn't so it seems cruel.
She's very judgmental. I sound like I dislike her, but I don't, I respect Cassandra a lot. We started out on a very bad foot, but she has a good heart and her motivations are very genuine. But with that comes a holier than thou mentality that comes from being more or less brainwashed by an extreme religious sect.
[This is a tricky but necessary question. Some could argue that someone with that level of devotion couldn't know, but maybe they do and are just trying to find the real answers.]
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[ UghhhhhH Cassandraaaaaa. ]
Hilarious story, my power is taboo in our world and she's actually supposed to kill people like me on sight. Funny, right? So she's a bit testy.
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Do you know why you would have ended up with it? Or does it feel like a sick joke?
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My father used blood magic once, when my mother was pregnant with me, to be able to escape with us. He told her that he hoped their child would never have it. So a sick joke mixed with perhaps a genetic disposition I never fulfilled as a non-mage at home. This is not something Cassandra knows and it's something our family has kept quiet.
My mother was murdered by blood magic, grotesquely. I've seen good people go wrong with it. That's why more often than not they wind up dead.
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[It's only fair to share at this point.]
Our powers are a reflection of who we are, whether we like it or not.
It sounds like Cassandra doesn't like it for you.
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But yes, Cassandra took it the worst. It's difficult for her to see in shades of grey. I don't want it either though. My father was right to not want it on us. The problem with blood magic is that it's tempting. It's seductive. In a way, I can already feel it.
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No matter what it is, this power doesn't come from your world. It comes from this one.
The seduction is probably the temptation to use something as a weapon, since you're a warrior.
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There's no reason to think it would work the same way here. Or that it even has to.
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I suppose just give her more time. Unlearning religious extremism isn't easy.
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How does she explain the bad things that happen in your world?
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[Clarke can be horribly reductive when it comes to faith ...]
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[Hard to believe in a just god when that happens.]
Though I guess those things would be fine because they're all nameless faces.
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[This is a tricky but necessary question. Some could argue that someone with that level of devotion couldn't know, but maybe they do and are just trying to find the real answers.]
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