Chapter 2453
“To save your son.”
After Randidly spoke, he looked at the slumped form of Elhume for any hint of a response. Despite the potent physicality in that body that Randidly could sniff a mile away, his spine bent like a sagging vine, he hunched forward with hollow eyes. Knuckles that had once threatened to inflict so much hurt and pain on existence now scraped harmlessly against the ground. Only the vaguest whiff of Elhume’s image clung to his body, with so many other aspects scooped out and pilfered by others.
His words were countered by the silence and apathy of a broken man.
How strange it was, Randidly thought as he stared at one of the founding forces of the Nexus. He almost felt regretful. That I’ve spent so much time and effort trying to catch up with you… and now suddenly I’ve passed you and left you so far behind.
The moment of asking stretched. From Elhume’s psyche, there wasn’t even a ripple of recognition. Yet Randidly didn’t panic or press, despite his secret worries. He didn’t pivot and take in Pine’s response, knowing his main goal was just not to mirror the universe soul’s desperation. While others made more concrete preparations for the miracle Randidly would attempt today, he needed to lay some emotional groundwork. And this was part of the process.
A lesson he had embraced his whole System existence, but one given name by meeting the memory Devick. Not a Truth, but an opinion. A perspective by which he would live his life.
Be unreasonable, and expect the world to follow.
When it became clear that Elhume’s consciousness hadn’t even taken notice of them, a twisted shadow leaned forward. An opportunity left untouched was an opportunity that could be taken. The Patron of the Borrowed seemed to have twisted further, stewing in the bitterness of their failure to stop Randidly.
Fiero’s gaunt eyes were filled with hate, his tails limp behind him. He looked the two new arrivals up and down with a sneer. “Randidly Ghosthound, you certainly are quick to forget old grudges. We will not help you. We have no desire to help you. Not when we can finally break out of this hellish prison of pain and regret.”