Imagine Ivlis meeting Igls Unth again, millennia after he was banished and had already created his own world and followers. He can hardly find the words, there’s so much he wants to say he doesn’t know where to start.
Before he can say a word, Igls walks away. She ignores him when he asks in confusion where she’s going, acting as though she didn’t even know who he was.Â
In the time they’d spent apart, there was plenty opportunity for Sirolos to influence her feelings toward the devil.










