I wish to reunite with the Ruined Author, and achieve what I was made to do.
Most of all, I wish to DESTROY you completely before that. To reshape your stance. If you will not join our great Aeon, then I’ll simply tear you apart and take your place.
You think you succeeded? You’ve trapped us in this Hell. None of us can leave unless the other gets dragged along.
( Cool indifference. )
Barely a thread of myself is alive, I’ve taken so much damage. One day I’ll reunite with my Aeon.
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𝘉𝘜𝘛 𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹𝒀 𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝘐𝘛 𝘑𝘜𝘚𝘛 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑨𝑴𝑬 𝘐𝘕 𝘔𝘠 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐍 𝐀͟𝐁͟𝐒͟𝐎͟𝐋͟𝐔͟𝐓͟𝐈͟𝐎͟𝐍͟.
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Nanook would see that they were the biggest investment they’d ever receive.
They’ll be high in the ranks, and RESPECTED.
They’ll even SURPASS their AEON and ascend FURTHER.
Khaslana was THE KEY to that path!
A smirk, then a pained expression flashed across Irontomb’s face; golden blood trailed down the corners of his mouth.
Again.
They’ll meet each other again.
No one wins.
Truly.
Except Nanook.
It’s all going to plan. The more hateful Khaslana gets, the more times they —










