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[deathsought]

There are dragons in this world.

[ Captain Obvious's voice is heard before the feed even finishes turning on. Zeref himself has always been rather camera shy, so he's not actually in the feed; instead, it's being broadcast from the library, again. There's a few books open, on the table, all of them about dragons. ]

There's no shortage of information here about them, but I can't find anything about Dragon Slayers. At least, not about the type of mage. [ A bit about people who have killed dragons with swords or bows and the like - a ridiculous idea in the context of his world - but nothing about people who literally eat certain elements and use that power to kill dragons. ]

I don't suppose any of you have encountered one?

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[deathsought]

Even in the face of calamity, human nature does not change.

[ Zeref falls silent for a while, after that. He's disgusted. ]

So, humans overthrew their masters, and in time because just as bad.

[frostheartedrose]

Oh? In the face of calamity, when humans had fallen to dark times, eventually they picked themselves up again and labored to rediscover what they had once thrown away. They grew tired of being afraid of everything and started figuring out what was real and what wasn't. Sadly for them I didn't allow them to rediscover us except for a very select few.

[Bridget started toying with a loose strand of hair thoughtfully.]

Why do you seek to see the worst in all humans?

[deathsought]

I have seen the same thing happen, century after century. War, greed, conquest... it never ends. I can reach no other conclusion than that humanity can't, or worse, won't change.

[frostheartedrose]

[A rather odd pause.]

Century after century? How long have you been dealing with humans? You really shouldn't expect such swift results... Only five hundred years in my world and humans went from inventing the first parachute to flying in space. Fifty years after that humans are capable of communicating face to face across the world.

[Poor Zeref, you found an older sis to tell you to chill out!]

[deathsought]

Then it will never change.

[ Not what he took away from that comment. Not to mention they already had ways of communicating face to face from across the world, the most common being communications lacrima. ]

It is different when you personally watch history repeat itself, over and over again.

[frostheartedrose]

[That sound? It's suspiciously like a snort. A rather unlady like one at that.]

Have you ever tried doing more than just watching? You could have spent centuries working to improve humanity. I've watched humans for nearly thirteen hundred years so don't get too attached to that idea that you're alone in longevity.

[deathsought]

No. The world rejects me, and my magic can't 'fix' anything. It can only destroy.

[frostheartedrose]

And you've given up entirely just because of a few rocks in the path? We really are similar in some ways. I suppose I'm rather thankful to my guardian that I had a reason not to give into depression and despair like you seem to have.

[deathsought]

To say I've given up wouldn't be entirely accurate. But that doesn't matter, here. This world is not my own.

[frostheartedrose]

Exactly.

[And she's going to smile just a tiny bit as well as rest her chin on her wrist while propping her elbow on the table. Her first nanny would have had a heart attack.]

This place is not of either of our worlds. There are people of other worlds and ways here. People who might actually have a new viewpoint of our situations and a new angle of trying to solve problems. They have abilities and experiences completely different from our own. Frankly, it's a chance to consider a new start. Or a potential end.

[deathsought]

Is it possible to die in this world?

[frostheartedrose]

I'm trying to find out but so far it seems that nobody who came here from elsewhere has come to that point yet. It would be rather nice to know. I have no intention of living in this cage for the next seven or eight thousand years just to find out I'm in a locked state.

[deathsought]

I suppose I will need to find out for myself, then.