Damned Healer

Those two phoenixes were ethereal, but they shone in a transcendent, unmatched way. Their eyes looked like stars, locked onto Darian like they were reading everything about him.

But... it didn’t take long before he heard two light sighs coming from them.

"A missionary of Heaven’s Will, uh? Yeah... showed up at the exact right time," a female voice, totally emotionless, spoke. It clearly came from the ice phoenix. It was impossible to not notice that.

The fire one, though, stared at Darian with a hint of surprise. She could sense Niara’s origins, who was frozen on top of his head. After two seconds, she focused on him.

"Supreme good and supreme evil mixed together. Your fate... will either destroy or rebirth everything. I like you... you’re kinda like us in various different senses."

"How do you even know what I am?" Darian asked seriously, because back in that other universe, the Celestial Shadow’s will had suddenly acted super weird the moment it saw him. He figured now he’d finally get the answer to many of his questions.

"Easy," the cold voice replied Darian. "We can’t see a single thing inside your soul. It’s like there’s some distortion blocking our eyes and senses. We can only feel the two rings on your forehead, probably ’cause if those were hidden too, you’d end up having problems."

Darian’s eyes widened open in surprise due to those words. No way he could’ve guessed that. So that’s how the Celestial Shadow’s will figured him out instantly. That’s why it completely changed attitude and didn’t underestimate him like it normally would’ve with someone else.

Meru never told him anything about this... but now he remembered—she once said she wasn’t allowed to tell him anything really important, besides the technique and his goal. She was also immortal and couldn’t go against the karma of things.