Renkako decided to follow him with a smile, one which meant she liked showing off her knowledge. 'You see, living souls such as you once were, reincarnate 8 times before they are allowed into a realm of death. This is so it gives a spirit the chance to redeem itself if a past life had been full of sin.' She looked at Vosur with intent, 'Perhaps the ones you loves were not so pure in previous lives, through no fault of their own in a way. A spirit is recycled, but sometimes the personality changes.' She began to float and swoop like a bird, feeling more energetic, 'What happens to the other personalities then? You may ask; well, they become shards of yours, and that is why by the 8th time, the personality in you is fully formed and allowed to be judged.' She stopped her flight and began to walk next to him again, 'Have you met people that have had very shallow or one sided personalities? and ones who have many sides to them?...That's why.'
'Haha, very well; I don't want to force you into much, but you shouldn't allow your amazing talent go to waste.' He wiggled his arms as he felt a chill, as if he was being talked about, I suppose this would come sooner or later, I can feel mother's fury from here...! He smiled to himself as he thought Sicklo won't be spared. 'The nameless aren't particularlty lovely, and they'd steal your soul if they could, as they lack their own.' He explained 'They're created by a very powerful divinity; and one who looks after them is a snowy white fool with a pair of ugly gnashers.' His contempt was clear here; I should never have trusted that one.
'Anyway, i'm off to make some night time...' His arms seemed to seep with red liquid, as he began to draw them back, as sudden as this action appeared, he threw all of them forward with whip-like ferocity, making a whoosh and crack. A red glow shone forth and there stood a tree made out of a ruby-like substance. 'Meet here ''tonight''' he said to Shiro, 'and make sure all the others come too.' With that he became immersed in crystal and dissapeared into the ground.
'...I see.' Mother said avoiding Chrono's stare and looking directly at Sicklo. In an instant she had appeared before Sicklo and threw her into one of the throne room's pillars. The pillar was crumbling as Sicklo staggered to her feet. 'Is this true?' Her voice seemed calm but her eyes were like molten gold, burning Sicklo with her glance.
'...Ugh, it is true, but I refuse to now be a part of it.' That was all she could say, her voice a feeble mumble.
'Tell me, what has happened so far.'
'There was a fake attack on Folen, but then it got out of hand, and nameless bagan to attack too.' Mother swooped in and clutched the weaker divinity's throat with angry claws 'And so innocent spirits were at risk...?'
'--Yes.' Sicklo managed before a swipe branded itself across her face. The claw mark went across the bottom of her left eye to the corner of her mouth on the right, also knocking the veil off her face, showing a very uglified face indeed. 'I knew you would do something like this eventually.' Mother replied cooly. 'That mark will scar, and that will be your punishment. Your death would have been such if you had been the main influence behind this.'
'I'm not, it was mainly the idea of Feren, but Jensuno put it all together. Renkako and I were there to help, mainly.'
'Tell me the truth Sicklo... Are there any other divinities involved?'
'No. At least not to my knowledge.'
'Very well,' Mother said, as she repaired the broken pillar with a glance. 'I will act accordingly, and I think Feren is the one to be destroyed first. Surely the other two know now that I know, and I will give them a chance to stop this madness at only minor penalties.' She looked at the others, turning her back on the wounded Sicklo, 'My dear ''King of the Void'', may I ask you to look over Heno when the execution of Feren comes into play?' She smiled almost; 'I feel like you are the only divinity capable right now of doing that... and if it does not take your fancy, I shall create another divinity in your place for it.' She looked over at his children and added, 'If the children wish to visit you, make sure you create a haven from the dastardly spirits that reside there... I hope your wife will come to visit you too.' Her voice implied accptance of their love and assured the 'ban' was broken. 'Now... What to do with you...?' she considered aloud, looking back at Sicklo.
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