Memories that speak of something gravely amiss in Pandæmonium…

When we first met, it was I who outpaced you. Ravana, was it?

Is this what became of the keyward? How dreadful…

Could it be…? …No, of course not. Apologies, but for the briefest moment I thought you to be a dear friend of mine. I realize now that such a notion is preposterous.

I had hoped our suspicions were misplaced, but alas…

Yet (WoL) prospers at great cost to their mistress…whose strength is all too finite. Seven times have the masses survived the Rejoining, but their souls are grown weak and wan…

The rains have ceased, and we have been graced with another beautiful day. But you are not here to see it.

Not the him of here and now, but as I knew him. Long, long ago...

Why am I..? Was it you who called me here?

Indeed, in particular, I wish to know why Pandæmonium was built directly under Elpis.

Rather, I am come here on an assignment, which has been more or less routine up until this very moment…

So this is where research is conducted on creations imbued with poisons and venoms.

I see. I believe that dispels any major doubts I had concerning your intentions. Apologies for being so intrusive, but you must understand this is an uncommon occurrence.

And a truth...that fills my heart...

It is of no moment. They will play their part, and we will play ours…

When first I took this face, I swore to use all of my knowledge, all of my power, to further the cause of the Empire. My deeds stand testament to my commitment.

The magic I wove upon entering requires my constant awareness. That is to say- if we are forced to fight, I cannot risk joining you in battle.

Again you fought, and again you grew stronger. So strong that we could no longer control you.

It seems whoever is behind this can alter the space around us at will. We face an uphill battle.

Impossible… You bonded your souls?