>>5912208“Ringed in fire?” Chilli asks him, not reacting to the fact the Destroyer's attendant somehow just opened and stepped through Towa's barrier like opening a door.
“Wait, hold on. Do you mean that this...?” you ask, unable to finish the sentence.
“Yes. The precursor to the Darksign, folly of the first Lord of Light.” Whis replies almost wistfully, as if remembering it. But that's impossible, there's no way he's as old as the universe itself. Is he? “The symbol of fear, of oppression. Of defying the order of the universe, nearly destroying all that ever was and could be. All for one man's ambition, and fear.”
Immediately you wonder of if Gwyndolin, Gwyn's child knows of this, that his father's actions put reality itself in danger. But shrug it off, as there are more important questions than this.
“How do we stop it?” you ask, looking over to him. Only to see the attendant's expression, immediately fearing the worst. “We CAN stop it, right?”
“Unfortunately, it would seem that your father has become a vessel. A conduit for the Dark itself. However....” he says, brows furrowing as he suddenly steps closer, studying the Dark Chilli'd crystallized as more drips down onto it from this 'Dark Sigil'. “Hmmm. This is odd.”
“What is it?” Chilli asks, turning to look to him. No doubt understanding that this being knows a lot more than any of you assumed.
“This Dark. There's something... Off, about it. It doesn't belong.” he says, then turns his head to look directly at Towa knowingly. “Like you. It isn't from this timeline.”
“What? Are you saying that <span class="mu-i">I</span> had something to do with this? You dare accuse me?” Towa replies with a note of genuine anger in her voice, flashing up into her Demon God form before continuing. “Choose your words carefully, Angel. I love that man and would never betray him!”
“Not even to have a bastard behind his back?” Whis retorts evenly, you hearing Towa make a noise as if someone started strangling her for a moment. But you've heard enough.
“This isn't helping him. Everyone, stop arguing and focus!” your order, fixing your gaze on your father's back as Dark continues seeping from him. Assuming your clinical seriousness, cutting through personal problems of staff to save a patient's life. “How do we save him? Any ideas?”
“If you kill him, the Dark will cease spreading from him.” Whis, who apparently is an angel says, voice very matter of fact. “From what I can see, your father's body currently contains four souls.”
“Four?” Chilli asks, your brother shaping extra crystal from that of your handprint and turning it more into a bowl shape, catching all the Dark spilling from his back. “What do you mean, four?”
