nightmare king.

A lit torch appears in the god's hand, crackling with the scarlet fire of nightmare. With each pulse it radiates fear and trauma. Terror. Something which would surely spark unease in any mortal. Yet, it is being offered as protection...

🧠 "Then it is time to get you~𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕡~ back into commission! For there is no such thing as 'enough fear'!" What they have done to warrant a deity's terrible powers, though? Krang surely hopes Grimm doesn't sympathize with these annoying hero archetypes. "Oh you know, what these do-gooders 𝕕𝕠. Like getting in the way of me conquering this miserable mudball called Earth!"

The thing that flits about daily among mortals, groping for attention, has a non-interference policy. Amazing.

"You can produce and control flames, correct? I'm trying to take down an ice goddess, but she's too strong even for me. I can't get close without freezing up."

Grimm is... again, hesitant to actually help in what might be the slaying of an innocent being. When it's Zynnia, who knows?

🧠 "Say, how much do I have to pay you~𝕦𝕦𝕣𝕡~ to give my enemies a 𝕓𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕙 of deadly nightmares?" @flameindream

"What exactly have your enemies done to warrant me using my power?"

"I hope you know just how much it pains me to say that I need your help, Troupe Master."

"Zynnia? Needs the help of Grimm?" he repeats her. "Do my hearing organs deceive me? Of course, all in my power I shall use to assist you. We are friends, after all."

"No, no, no, absolutely not." Zynnia said firmly. "Even if you are capable of rooting around in a digital mind, I am not letting you in my head. The damage you could do would be irrevocable."

"Think I would that knowing that little part of your existence would be helpful to your overall goals."

"But I digress. I suppose, if you really won't part with the information freely, I can offer you a favor in return."

"My sister is dead, yes. But how could you know her title?" he asks curiously, before thinking on the offer. "Zynnia owing me a favor... That would be quite funny. But uncertain I am if I actually wish to unleash you upon innocent beings, so I will instead offer you something else. If I recall correctly, memories of your past eluded you. If they yet remain in your head... I can help you remember."

"I hated that she treated her creations like toys. I am not like her. I... am fascinated by mortals. Their love, their passion. I want to know them as they know themselves..."

"Can you answer me this, Eternity Breaker? Name one crime I have committed. I'm curious."

"Oh? Asking for little old Grimm's help, are we? You should know my services are not free; hardly does 'delaying my final judgment' count as acceptable payment. Have you something of worth to me?"

"Heard of other worlds I have that likely have the type of quarry you seek. Perhaps you would enjoy assisting the fair folk of Teyvat."

"Because, Zynnia. So long has it been since I have laid eyes on you, and my troupe will always be there. You are the most fun thing at the moment."

"Oh, don't worry about that. I can assure you that my aim has improved since last we met, Troupe Master."

"Oh, is that so? Well, you should know I've not been sleeping on practice either: now can I drink even more than before!"