C.C.: ... ... ... ...
C.C.: ... Where am I...?
???: Hello little one.
C.C.: --!!!
???: Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you.
C.C.: ... ... Just, who are you?
???: You may call me, The Emissary of Truth.
The Emissary: The Emissary, for short.
C.C.: Okaaaay.
C.C.: So, where am I? Do you, uhhh, more rather... did you like, call me here, or... something...?
The Emissary: No, I didn't call you here. You came of your own volition.
The Emissary: I guess you could say you're not a
The Emissary: Settled Sleeper.
C.C.: ... Huh.
C.C.: So, why did I come here...?
The Emissary: Presumably the same reason that you come every night.
C.C.: ...?
The Emissary: For answers.
C.C.: Do I... get my answers?
The Emissary: Yes, every time.
C.C.: And the answers I get are...?
The Emissary: They are the answers to the questions about why you are
The Emissary: Connected
The Emissary: to me, the other gods, and to other
The Emissary: Manifests.
C.C.: ... Manifests...?
The Emissary: =)
C.C.: Alright, I'll bite. What's a Manifest?
The Emissary: A Manifest is a scion of power for a spirit of the Court or the Garden.
C.C.: I thought that Gods and Goddesses could like, you know... take on a material form or something.
The Emissary: Yes. There is a difference between a spirit assuming a material form and a Manifest though.
The Emissary: A Manifest is a creature--human in your case--that is born to represent that spirit in the world.
The Emissary: That person inherits that spirit's powers and abilities to an extent. They are meant to live out our lives, or how we would live if we were them.
C.C.: So, I'm... you?
The Emissary: No, no. It always takes so long to explain. A Manifest gains our awesome abilities and strenghtens our presense in the world, but they also gain our old feuds and problems as well.
C.C.: That means... I'm a beacon for you?
The Emissary: OF me, my dear, of me.
The Emissary: We are always apparent in the world, but a Manifest is a physical representation of us. This is why you sometimes have mixed emotions about a certain person, place, or thing.
C.C.: Wait. That contradicts your former statement about NOT being the same person.
C.C.: Which is it?
The Emissary: I wish I could say that it's as
The Emissary: Black And White
The Emissary: as you always make it out to be...
