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"..." is speech.

Italics is thoughts.

Key-word: Omnipotent
Rating: T
Genre: General
Verse: Valid to both
Warnings: None.
Summary: Such moments caused Truth to give in. Just this once.

ººº The end ººº

Sins were simply so overrated.

There was just so much fun in observing all the little ants, running around and preaching about them and defining right and wrong and how they were the ones on the right path to salvation.

Honestly, humans were so laughable.

That was one of the reasons why Truth preferred irrational living beings. Simple life forms, they knew no right or wrong, they simply did and lived and all was the flow of life and natural selection and survival of the fittest.

But humans liked to play about such things. They were aware, they were rational, so they searched and researched, discovered and rediscovered theories and hypothesis and studied and dissected and experimented.

Sometimes, It was annoyed that they were born so curious like that. It was bothersome and irksome and while others were simply curious while younglings, humans were always asking questions, and the whiny Why? Why, but why? grew boring after the first half a dozen.

However, simple also ended up being rather boring. Which brought Truth back to the humans, of course.

Their consciousness of imminent death, of the ephemeral moments that were each individual ribbon of their lives loomed over their heads like a dark, full cloud, never straying too far. They questioned their existence, how they came to be, how Life appeared, why they were alive and it was amusing.

Which brought them back to the matter of Salvation.

Will I see my family from Heaven?

Have I sinned so much?

Please, just a few more seconds! I haven't lived enough, it's not my time!

Truth lost count on how many times It had heard this. And it was still pitiful every. Single. Time. Again. And again.

In fact, Truth remembered of only a handful of them interesting enough to be remembered.

One was doubtlessly the human named Hikari no Hoheinheim.

Ironically enough, another one was his offspring. Oh, that one.

Annoying, that he was. Very much. Asking for his mother the first time around as if that was the natural flow of things, then shouting desperately for his brother and finally demanding to take back what they had paid in return for a beautiful portion of knowledge.

Truth would have rolled its eyes, if it had such limiting things. It was equivalent exchange no matter what they said. It's not like either could give that knowledge back or teach It something new themselves.

But there were moments… curious moments in their – namely his – remarkably filled short, short lives that stuck out.

Not many, true and so, so fleeting it was ridiculous.

But such moments caused Truth to give in.

Just this once.

Equivalent exchange was omnipotent. And this soul had already suffered and been tortured as if it counted for thousands.