Thou may help me with mine work, as those who share mine blessing shall also share in mine and his work. I believe all mine blessed followers should know the standards of mine dear brother’s work, just as his knows mine. However, remember that the confrontation of a soul is left to me alone in mine dear brother’s absence. Thou shalt only guide the souls to me.

I must return the praise to thee. I extend a thank you to thee for assisting with mine appearance. Thou art a commendable follower of mine.

I believe I haft heard of that title from mine most diabolical brother. It is something that infects the dreams of the mortals if I recall from overhearing him. I, however, haft not encountered such a thing myself. Does such a thing even concern something of divinity such as myself?

I may allow thee to seek shelter within mine home if that is thy prayer but only the most loyal of followers are allowed to take up residency within mine home. Beast such as mine creatures do not have the intellect to understand that mine house is sacred however, mortals such as thee do understand so thou shalt understand I cannot take thee in so easily.

Thou speaks? What a curious object. Fear not, vile doll, I shan’t get rid of thee for the time being. Thou art the least destructive creature in mine house. I haft already wasted too much time and energy attempted to dispose thee. If it thy prayer to stay after all those attempts then I shall grant it.

I do not particularly like the beans. They are a source of confusion and mystery that I’d rather not deal with in mine work. However, I cannot turn them down as I am benevolent. They simply need to curb their chaos, then perhaps I’d favor them over other mortal creatures.

I suppose. Though I believe that they remain cognitive so I doubt that there is much harm in letting them roam around. Unless, of course, they begin to destroy this plane. Then I shall step in.

Greetings.

Mine only command to thee would be to stay clear of mine dear brother Ghostwalker. I shan’t let his heart deal with anymore pains. For though he denies such pains, I know he yearns to see his dear mortal again which thou reminds him of. If thou wouldst stop seeing him, perhaps his heart may one day heal from this grief that infects him.

Do not fret, mine loyal follower. The past vanishes and there is only the future to look forward to. I am doing good. How art thou?

Then allow me to help thee. It would loosen the burden on Ghostwalker’s shoulders, would it not? His time is better spent on the duties he is tasked with, which is dealing with the dead. Mine task is helping mortals such as thyself with their problems. I know whatever thou is afflicted with will not be a problem for me. I assume this spell or something of the sorts in the work of a mortal? Or perhaps it is the work of mine most dastardly brother, Darkheart. Nevertheless, if thou would let me, I could perhaps attempt to lift this curse on thee.

Hmm is thou testing me, perhaps? I shall no longer play along with this game of thee. Thou shan’t command a deity such as mineself.

The compliment is much appreciated, mine loyal follower.

If I were to feel affection towards anyone, it would be mine own siblings as they share eternity with me. However, they have all failed to grasp mine vision. Even Ghostwalker who attempts to follow my ways has also faltered. So no, I do not have a beloved one.