>>5343271"This revenge of yours. It must be that malice, that drive, that kept you on your feet by yourself until this day. Your life cannot be without hatred, but that hellfire is striving to incinerate even those you consider irreplaceable. So they will shackle you to add weight and bluntness to your sword. Just like treading across thin ice, it is a difficult and dangerous expedition."
Guts grits his teeth in anger, not recieving the reply he wanted.
"I hate how you mage types always make sure to read me, yet remain unprecise when it comes to saying what I want to hear."
"It is not that I don't wish to tell you. The behelit is a highly spiritual object that governs human fate itself. Perhaps an even greater existence sent to the physical world. The object itself is nothing more than a stone, but fate associated with it rests upon the hands who were sent to it. When time is right, it will be in the hands of the person it belongs. That's the way it's always been. If it's truly yours, even if you discard it, it will come to you. If it's not yours, it will eventually leave your hand. It will only activate at the very moment in which the owner craves their power. It's beyond such things as human will."
Your heart stops as you remember your first reaction to the Behelit. The time you threw Hedwyn's Behelit away from you, and how despite that, another Behelit came into your possession.
There is still doubt that Guts' Behelit is truly his, however... The fact that your powers were awakened with one, combined that you were rarely not chastised by the God Hand despite not being branded, could only mean one thing...
The Blue Behelit you carry can only be yours.
"B-But how can this be? I have remained noble in my ways, haven't I? I never let hatred or vengeance consume my thoughts... This Behelit can't possibly be mine."
"That much is true... But remind yourself that you keep aiming for tougher challenges. Fighting The Falcon Of Darkness, foraging assets for a grand war, retaking the glory of your kingdom, saving people from certain death, curing your deadly illness, saving your mother. All of that requires a gargantuan amount of power. I'm sure the God Hand members were once benevolent humans in their carnal form at one point, but--"
"DON'T YOU FINISH THAT SENTENCE!" Guts suddenly speaks up as you start to sweat, wondering if you fate had truly been sealed the moment Hedwyn decide to bring life into that damned plantmorph...
"Be that as it may, I truly hope that neither these Behelits belong to any of you... There is no greater mystery for those of use who explore the astral world, than how to stop the ones commanding all of evil. The God Hand Members are executors of the will of something lurking in the deep abyss of the astral world. Perhaps in that domain, it is unattainable for one to arrive as a person, thus killing their ego."
