[Isaac is overseeing his Night Creatures repairing The Magician's town.]
May I ask you a question?
Of course.
What are we doing here?
That is a very broad question. Be more specific. Sit.
[FlysEyes sits with him]
I do not need to tell you what night creatures are, forgemaster.
You can call me Isaac. [offers him a berry] Would you like a berry?
Case in point. I am a night creature. I eat... blood and... meat.
[smiling] A berry would probably not kill you.
Night creatures kill, destroy and... despoil. It is... our pleasure.
Night creatures do the will of their forgemasters.
Then perhaps I simply don't understand your will. You have us... burying people.
The city was littered with dead. Too many of them were too decayed to be converted by magic.
So?
So they need to be buried. You are not a fool. Insects and diseases would breed. And I would remind you that everyone here was a victim. They deserve a burial.
Then why do we care about... insects and diseases?
Ask your question.
We... kill, destroy and... despoil! You have us burying the rotten... dead and rebuilding and repairing this place. Why do you have us going against... our... nature?
Your nature is fluid. You believe you are tools of destruction only because this is how your kind have always been used. Have a berry.
[He tastes a berry, and starts remembering more of his past life]
Memories.
It's not blood or meat, but you don't appear to have died from it. I'll answer your question. This city was once home to many hundreds of people, perhaps more. It could be resettled, once the bodies are buried, the debris is disposed of and the structures are repaired. We will be moving on soon. After we are gone, the city will be here for people to find and make homes in. Would you like another berry?
I think so.
Take one. You see, you can use a hammer to build a house or crack a skull. You are returned to Earth as tools, and I will use tools as I wish.
[as he tastes the berry] So many... memories.
I can also choose, in the end, to recognize that you are not tools at all. For no tool would taste a berry and remember the time in its first life when it encountered them.
But we... are creatures of... Hell. To be commanded... to fight.
One day Hell will be emptied and its doors will rattle in the wind.
What?
Through my hand, God lifts the damned from Hell in his mercy to enact their penance on the Earth as my soldiers.
Yes.
[angrily] Should the penance on Earth be eternal TOO?!
[confused] I... do not know.
[calm again] Neither do I. We should find out together. In the meantime, we can both do a little more than what we were intended for.
May I make an observation?
You may.
You are changing. But, there is still revenge in you, I think. But... other things, too.
Perhaps.
Are we still fighting, Isaac?
We're always fighting for something. But I take your meaning. Soon.
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