Slayers: The Meaning of Life

Part 12: Oh, The Pain of It All!

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N: I'm back. And the story's getting back on track. ...Sort of. It won't ever be the same since XellAn lost her innocence to that bastard priest.

V of LON: Stay on topic, Gizmo!

N: *frightened* Yes, L-Sama! O.O Erm...anyway, XellAn is grounded for a day as her punishment for being late. This gives her a chance to ask Zelas what her take on the meaning of life is.

me: *polishing an ashtray* Juuou-Sama, what do you see the meaning of life as?

Zelas: *puffs on a cigarette* Pain. And lots of it.

me: Pain?

Zelas: Pain. Inflicting, receiving; it doesn't matter.

me: That's scary.

Zelas: Think about it. All the different kinds. You're in pain over this damn quest. Your chimera friend hurts because of his curse. Xellos is in pain when ever I beat him. the priestess Slyphiel is quite heartbroken...

me: Makes sense...

Zelas: Almost everything you do results in one pain or another. Trying to avoid it is pointless.

me: But the hurt goes away.

Zelas: Only to be replaced by more hurt.

me: Out of every one I've asked so far, you're making the most sense. And that frightens me.

N: Zelas blows a few smoke rings in XellAn's direction. ...Hey, can you make other shapes too?

Zelas: *glares* No!

V of LON: Gimzo! On topic!

N: *quickly* Right! The Beastmaster laughs.

Zelas: *grinning* Of course it makes sense. You are half Mazoku. Mazoku thrive off pain.

me: I am not a masochist!

(Note: Actually, since the Japanese word "mazo" means "masochist...")

Zelas: Don't be a fool, Pet. Any one with any Mazoku in them is a masochist in some way, shape or form.

me: *frowns* Yeah, but I dunno if I agree that the meaning of life is pain. As a human, I can't believe that.

Zelas: Believe what you like.

me: ...Only I don't know what to believe. But the truth is out there and someday I will find it!

N: Zelas watches as the girl marches out of the room. Then she shakes her head.

Zelas: Such high hopes. It will only result in pain...

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