Chapter 247: The Blood Lake
The Administrator’s tone was that of a man endlessly curious, almost whimsical yet ultimately firm.
"But you built the Heavenly Tower," Dasha continued. "So you did have a relationship with the gods at some point or another. After all, many of the Architects are gods themselves. Athena in the House of Wisdom, Hachiman and the Alaisiagae goddesses down in the Underground. I wonder what happened to put you, an Administrator above these Architects, in a place like this." Dasha pulled his arm back and checked his surroundings again. "No windows. No openings. No air conditioning. You have been sealed here."
"You have no idea what you’ve done, do you?" said Thales. He put down his hoodie and ran a hand through his hair. "You—hohoho—you have ruined everything." He was laughing, full of anxiety and joy and fear all at the same time.
"Where are you? Where are you sealed? Is escape what you seek?"
"...escape. Escape?" Thales inhaled, chuckled, and turned his back on him. He returned to writing. "I have no use for you, man of the mask. I have my own plans."
"How pathetically human, Administrator of the Heavenly Tower. ’All things are full of God.’" The quoted remark caused Thales to stiffen ever so slightly. "Is that not what you said? Why reject me so? I killed the Will-o’-wisps and did as I was told. Your rejection does not make sense to me. I can help you."
"No. No, you don’t understand anything. I need the one with the Valknut."
"Why?" Thales was a genius like him—so why? What was with his attitude? Why not tell him?
"The ignorant should remain ignorant. That is what makes them so." Thales blinked and briefly returned to writing. "Oh, another thing to write—"