JoeNotCharles
First Post
7 Rabbit turns to Kruor, ignoring the battle beginning around him. "Of course you have a soul!" he cries. "Everybody that can think for themselves has a soul! That's what separates you and me and that lich over there -" he waves vaguely at Hellsing "- or huecuva or whatever he is - from these mere servitors." Rabbit waves his arm expansively to encompass the shambling skeletons.
"The lesser undead - skeletons, zombies, even most ghouls - have some semblance of life, but that's all. They act only when commanded, or by instinct. But what we call 'free-willed' undead - they are the equal of any living person! They think, they plan, they feel, just like us! The soul is where that comes from! If you can feel, you have a soul." Rabbit's eyes gleam with excitement as he expounds on his theory.
"So why would you think you don't have a soul, hm? Is it because you were constructed, not born? Where did your soul come from, you're wondering?" He strikes the pose of an academic lecturer. "The same place anyone's does! We aren't all born with souls, you know. Wait, no, that's wrong. We are all born with souls - we aren't all - what's the word? - created. Um." His face abruptly turns red as he stumbles. "I'm afraid I don't know the word in Allarian. You know, when a man and a woman come together... well, maybe you don't know... Anyway, nevermind. The point is, the soul enters the body at the moment of birth, and not a moment earlier! Except maybe for devas, I've never been quite sure how devas worked, we didn't have any at home. Huh, I wonder if a deva's star chart depends on the time of birth of its current body, or its original body?" He trails off and shakes his head, abruptly finding his place again.
"Anyway, yes, sorry. At the moment of birth the soul enters the body. But from where?" Rabbit cocks a dramatic pose and points his war club at the sky. "From the stars!" he proclaims. "Vast intelligences drift out there, vast and profound. And as this earth we live on passes through the clouds of the astral medium, their myriad offspring filter down on us from afar. Invisible and unknown, they are, but our greatest sages can detect them nonetheless. And they are drawn to the spark of life as moths to a flame."
"When you were created, a wandering celestial spirit anchored itself to you, just as one did to all of us who were born naturally. We call these spirits 'souls'. Nobody is quite sure how much of your personality and emotions comes from your body, or your terrestrial inner being, if any such thing exists, and how much comes from the star-born traveller who merely shelters there for a while. Some believe that our forms are merely vessels, while others believe that the soul merely provides us with a spark of the celestial energy. But it's clear - you are not just a construct created in a lab from metal and glass. Part of you is made of stars!"
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