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Raising a brow he was kinda shocked that she even asked about the price. Technically the price she would have to pay would be watching the world get engulfed in darkness. Which wasn’t too bad but these so called “Heroes” has an issue with that.
She asked did he have way to deal with the gods? Uh yeah it’s called stabbing them in the neck with his keyblade Soul Eater. Which is a weapon that does exactly what it’s name states.
“I have a plan but it’ll break the fabric of time.”
A smirk appeared on his face as the woman made her comment. That she doesn’t think he’s completely insane. If the woman only knew what happened to him when he gave in to the darkness that he was made out of.
“That’s the price once the gods are destroyed. Time itself will not exist. To do that I just have to engulf the world in ever lasting darkness.”
"Ha! You act as if the fabrics of time mean anything to someone like me." The last thing Evelynn should have expected was for him to know anything about her. But the mere thought of someone mentioning the time to her was far too amusing. For it was a corrupted God who cursed her with immortality, much like her father. A blessing to some, a curse to others. What she thought of it was... Unknown. It was a wave of mixed feelings depending on the day and what so happen to occur.
"Ah, so you seek out mass destruction among the people? What for? If you don't mind me asking. We all seek out vengeance for one reason or another." There was a long pause as she stood to walk away from him. The heels of her boots lightly clicking along the pavement. Her amber gaze sweeping out across the plains for a moment, "Who hurt you." It wasn't a question, more of a curious statement.
"There is not a single person out there who would have such thoughts without a great deal of pain bringing them to it." Evelynn's lips pressed together in thought.
"Do you not care what will become of others? Here, where darkness thrives so do Daemons... And they do not play nice with mortals."











