"Not in modern America, but in other countries there are, still." Although it's been a long time since he's been back there, The Shadow is aware that in parts of Asia the old traditions of local gods of places, and hearth and home, persists.
"Your kind..." It's a quiet echo, rather than a question. It has taken him some time to see Metody as something other than human, but it also makes little difference to him. "I'd say that what we do in this world matters, either way, so you might as well focus on that." The Shadow is fairly certain that he believes in an afterlife, but he's not certain which kind. Certainly there are moments he suspects if there is a hell, he's destined for it, regardless of the grander intentions of his work. There is a great deal of blood on his hands, and he cannot honestly bring himself to feel regret for it.
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Date: 2010-01-19 05:36 am (UTC)"Your kind..." It's a quiet echo, rather than a question. It has taken him some time to see Metody as something other than human, but it also makes little difference to him. "I'd say that what we do in this world matters, either way, so you might as well focus on that." The Shadow is fairly certain that he believes in an afterlife, but he's not certain which kind. Certainly there are moments he suspects if there is a hell, he's destined for it, regardless of the grander intentions of his work. There is a great deal of blood on his hands, and he cannot honestly bring himself to feel regret for it.