The question of "Who are you?" suddenly spread throughout the Moonflow Stream.
Even though it was only the Dark Force and Kadi communicating now, it didn't prevent others from listening attentively. Besides, aside from listening, they couldn't do anything else.
Igor, for example, felt a bit envious at this mont. Even though emotions were slowly fading, this particular feeling beca all the more precious because of it.
However, Igor couldn't express it. At this mont, his ability to express himself, just like that of others, had vanished.
The only one present with the full ability to express himself was Kadi.
The Dark Force, despite encountering such a situation once more, seed to enjoy it. He felt that what he was about to face was unprecedented and increasingly interesting.
However, this wasn't Kadi's perspective. He was as impatient as ever. To be honest, Kadi had been itching for a fight ever since those Little Black Hands appeared. Holding it in until now was genuinely uncomfortable.
Previously, Wizard Reed, with his mystical ramblings and air of superiority, hadn't taken them seriously at all.
This ti, however, this new entity actually showed interest in them. Of course, this interest seed akin to that of a gourmand eyeing a lavish feast...
Since being summoned to this world, this Dark Force had Devoured countless souls. Each ti, he was left unsatisfied. So much ti had passed that he'd almost forgotten his last Devouring. He was aimlessly summoned by others, Devoured everything, and then was sealed by them again. This process was like a cycle, so mundane that even he found it tedious.
He had initially thought he would have to repeat the sa old journey, planning to share his story with these people before seeking new pleasures.
To his surprise, enjoynt had presented itself. This one-eyed creature had sohow slipped from his control, which he found sowhat unbelievable.
He was no weakling. After experiencing so many summonings and confinents, he had long ago elevated his power to an indescribable state.
His claim of never engaging in fights also had a basis.
After all, the countless cycles and Reincarnations had led him to reflect repeatedly. No matter the era, he could always recall his slow, lonely growth within the Space Eye.
Summoning him wasn't easy. Those Summoners were too weak; they could only sustain his presence in this world for a short ti. A longer duration would make him unstable. Even if he Devoured those Summoners, he couldn't remain in this world for long...
Deep contemplation eventually bore fruit. He finally realized his inability to remain in this world freely stemd from insufficient strength.
Thus, he swallowed his pride, studied patiently, and finally awaited an opportunity to discover a secret that would allow him to remain in this world permanently.
This secret might be perceived as paramount power by others, but to him, it simply ant an end to the constant back-and-forth. He desperately wanted to avoid returning to the Space Eye; it was utterly dull. This world was much better.
No, any world would be better than the Space Eye...
The secret, naturally, was related to Backlash. After a Summoner summoned him, he could use his formidable power to inflict Backlash upon them, completely assimilating them. Then, he could replace that person and live in this world.
However, he wasn't a skilled imposter. He always exposed his identity almost imdiately, and people would quickly discover his true nature. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't defeat a group. Thus, after each exposure, he would be sealed back into the Space Eye while he slept.
Then, he would begin his long slumber again.
He had long forgotten whether it was nine hundred and eighty-seven or nine hundred and ninety-seven tis. All he knew was that after so many Reincarnations, he always ended up back at square one.
Nobody could explain why this vicious creature was defeated every ti. And every ti, the one who defeated him was an insignificant being.
He didn't need to fight; he won through Devouring and lost in sleep.
This was his truest nature, and also the aspect that had frustrated him for all these years.
In the Space Eye, he had reflected countless tis.
"So, you turned into such a chatterbox because you've been holding it all in!" Kadi remarked with a sigh after listening to the Dark Force's lengthy tale.
"You certainly can't understand this feeling," the Dark Force replied. "I've been lonely for such an incredibly long ti. None of you could possibly comprehend it."
"I can't truly comprehend that length of ti," Kadi said, "but I've certainly experienced loneliness for periods shorter than yours." Kadi found himself opening up to the Dark Force. Just monts ago, he had been rolling up his sleeves, ready for a fight; now, they conversed like old friends.
Perhaps this was a common ground born from shared misery.
Fortunately, while all this transpired, everyone else was rendered emotionless and incapable of communication. Otherwise, many would undoubtedly be voicing their disbelief or making sarcastic remarks at this mont.
The seemingly congenial conversation didn't make Kadi lower his guard. After all, an enemy was an enemy; they wouldn't spare you just because of a pleasant chat.
So Kadi continued to observe everything cautiously.
"I didn't expect my first formal conversation with soone to be so pleasant, WAHAHAHA!" The Dark Force laughed so hard his cloak billowed around him.
The darkness still held the dominant position. The Dark Force's laughter was powerful enough to overwhelm everything else. It seed to contain a multitude of things, complex emotions, like a vast entity suddenly enveloping a chaotic jumble of items.
Kadi was not Igor. He couldn't discern anything from the laughter. He just knew that this Dark Force harbored no goodwill; even if he seed to enjoy their chat, he hadn't shown any true kindness.
The feeling was completely different from his conversations with Igor. When he first t Igor, they also had cheerful talks, but the joy they brought felt entirely different. Igor gave him a refreshing sensation, like sitting under a cool parasol tree. This Dark Force, however, was utterly different; from start to finish, it made him feel as if he were standing on the edge of a cliff.
One could only say that an enemy is always an enemy; there's no room for even a shred of complacency.
Kadi also knew he was now shouldering a heavy mission. All his friends had been rendered speechless and motionless by this inexplicable Dark Force, leaving him alone.
The feeling wasn't particularly pleasant, but Kadi didn't resent it. It was loneliness, and the only way to break this loneliness was to bring everyone back...
Despite how animated his conversation with the Dark Force seed, he knew he was lonely at this mont.
At this mont, he truly understood what he wanted. Even though he still didn't know where he ca from or where he was going, he was certain he had found his companions.
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