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Date: Sunday, 18 October 2009 18:51 (UTC)
"He didn't?" That was a bit shocking. "Well, he got me out. Didn't give me the kids back, though." His face turned cold for a moment and he pressed his lips together tightly showing off the scars from when the dwarfs had sewn them shut.

"Only brother I have, though. And worry about me ending the world? Ha! We actually tried to do it together once. Didn't turn out too great, but then it's kind of nice the world's still here, you know. It was rather boring to be dead even though it was just for a short time."

What else had the other him asked? Oh right.

"I haven't seen the hero lately, but if you want a gun, you're probably better off asking War anyway. The hero shot me with an arrow of all things."

"And I like the red hair. The Americans expect it of me, I guess, and it's not so obvious these days. The majority of humans don't believe in us anymore and even those who do don't expect us to show up in person." He grinned. "Makes it a bit hard to get enough belief, but also opens up so many opportunities. I like this time with all its technology and possibilities."

"The shooting was an accident. He was aiming at a bush, I think, and I happened to walk by behind it in fox-shape. Do you like foxes, if you don't like cats? And do you have fire-powers, too? For some reason the humans decided I'm a fire-god."
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