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The first time the Fount of Knowledge tried to kill himself, it was centuries before his descent into Deceit.
In retrospect, he had known it would not work. The bodies of the Beasts were meant to be indestructible, a masterpiece that would endure the flow of time, ensuring the permanent happiness of the cookie kind. Unless he drained all the power from his body, or somehow requested another Beast to do it, there was no reason, no actual logical cause, for him to cease to exist.
Lest by something so casual such as falling.
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To normal people, death is a finality, a terrifying force that takes and takes. But to the Fount of Knowledge, it felt like prayers, it felt free.