Death is very far away from Tehom. Both literally and figuratively.
Since the Nevi'im make up 98% of society and can no longer die underneath Abaddon's power, the days of them fearing an eventual end are over.
However, they still remember the departed that they cannot get back.
When Abaddon seized Helheim, less than 1% of deceased souls from Dola were actually there.
For those that were, a couple were offered the chance to return back to life. Most had to remain dead.
Lillian decreed death to be a natural thing for all creatures.
Nevi'im are the height of unnatural beings.
She personally forbade the wanton resurrection of any who had already died of natural causes.
Those who passed had fulfilled a very intricate and beautiful cycle. As such, they had earned their rest and eventual reincarnation.
The few who were allowed to be resurrected immediately were those who she took special pity on.
Such as children who were murdered or those who died in horrible accidents. Those who had never really had a chance to live.
Needless to say, this was a difficult pill to swallow for many.
Nevi'im are immensely powerful beings. In Tehom they are greater than most gods.
And yet for all of their power, they were learning that there would be some instances were they were not free to exert it.
Just because they defy the laws of nature and physics, doesn't mean that everything else can. Nor should they make it.
It was a bit upsetting for some, sure. But it was also eye opening. It was humbling.
As such, Nevi'im honor death immensely.
It is one of the few forces that, though it may no longer bind them specifically, is still quite worthy of reverence.
To honor their departed lost ones, they build rather large cemeteries.
Sometimes, they can sit and observe their departed for days or weeks at a time.
Four hundred miles north of the Tathamet manor, there is a large open field laden with large boulders.
Two very large dragons could be seen sitting alone within the grassy plain.
One was a very large eastern dragon that almost perfectly resembled a snake.
It's scales were a beautiful glossy purple color like newly formed amethyst. Their beauty was a thing of the grandest wonder.
Her face, despite being monstrous, possessed an alluring beauty that would provoke quite the strange feeling of attraction in any human that lay eyes on her.
The dragon beside her was much different.
Not only was he larger, but he had a western build that was packed to the brim with muscles.
Everything about him was overtly bold and powerful. He exhuded intimidation from every pore on his body.
The dragon's spine was lined with rocky stone-like blades that were sharp enough to trim the beard of god himself.
His four massive wings were wrapped around his feminine companion like a blanket sheltering her from the cold.
Their gazes were locked on the same place for what felt like eternity.
It wasn't until the wind whistled overhead that they finally lifted their gazes upward to investigate.
Seras landed right before the two of them in her own frightening scaly appearance.
Abaddon landed a short distance away, just to give the family time to talk.
Seras walked up to both of her parents and to their surprise, she nuzzled them affectionately.
If Hajun weren't in such a somber mood, he would have already fallen over from cuteness overload.
"Dask... Opsola. Svabol re wux tirir tenpiswo?" (Mother... Father. What are you doing here?)
"Yth.." (We...) Kirina glanced at the boulders nearby that the two of them had been staring at for a long time.
Seras inspected the graves and found that they seemed to be recently created.
"You've turned into quite the family man, brother. I never would have anticipated it."
Abaddon briefly recalled his childhood spent with his sisters.
It's true he wasn't always the most talkative and outgoing brother back then.
Perhaps since he was the oldest, he inherited exactly half of his father's power. His body couldn't keep up with it.
But Malenia and Kanami inherited approximately 40% and 35% respectively.
The worst thing that ever happened to them as kids was accidentally falling down the stairs while they were playing too much.
And though he loved his sisters immensely, young and immature Exedra was jealous of them a little bit. It caused him to close himself off from them once he was older.
It wasn't until he married Sif that he opened up to them more and cultivated their relationships at her advice.
And he was glad he'd done so. The bond he had with both of his sisters was invaluable to him.
"Family is important, is it not? This is all we have."
"So sentimental... pass me that axe."
"You have telekinesis?"
"Just do it, shithead."
"Flat-chested bitch.."
"What was that?!"
"Nothing, dear sister." Abaddon smiled innocently.
Abaddon did as his sister instructed and handed her a large battle axe that was almost as wide as he was.
This was the pre-battle ritual the two of them had started ever since Abaddon had developed his powers and began going on crusades.
They have all of the members of the Euphrates turn in their weapons the night before a big battle, and the two personally sharpen and 'bless' them.
It does quite the wonders for morale.
But this time, the two had a very particular visitor joining them.
"Zzz...."
Kanami's eyes went to the sleeping woman on her bedroom floor.
If she didn't have perfect eyesight, she would definitely believe she was mistaking the sight of Seras for someone else.
Never would she have imagined that she would see her sister in law curled up like a newborn kitten in her brother's lap- sleeping her life away contentedly.
Seras wasn't much of a sit down kind of person.
If there was free time, she usually did some crunches or one handed push ups once she'd been sitting too long.
She was the kind of woman who almost always had to be improving.
And war preparations typically stirred something within her blood. The night before a battle made her extra jittery. (And handsy)
"I've never really seen her like that before... What exactly did you do to her this time?" Kanami chuckled.
Abaddon knew what his sister was implying, but he couldn't really take credit for Seras' recent change in personality.
In fact, they'd actually been having less sex and spending more time together kissing and hugging like 9th graders.
It was quite cute.
Abaddon brushed aside some of Seras' hair as he smiled at her fondly.
"My love is finally healing... And for once I had nothing to do with it."
Kanami stared at her brother with a bit of pride in her eyes.
She opened her mouth to tell him that she was proud of the man he had become, but somehow something entirely different slipped out.
"Simp."
"Kill yourself."