Dushyanta had dark skin with pale lips, his yellow eyes stuck through a dark room like a sore thumb; as some would put it. Veiny hands held together to keep warmth between his white coat. Nails bit at his skin whilst he sat alone, in the stark darkness of the chapel’s dock. Congealing waters let off a rancid vapor, mist coagulating into a mass that formed a frosty figure. Tendrils of white sprawled upward, beneath it all arose a face marred by age. He spoke in a soft whisper that echoed in the open.

  “Dushyanta…have you set up the tunnel?” Willow asked.

  “Yes, however, I have arrived at a problem…”

  “And what is that?” Willow hissed.

  “The merger can not be fulfilled.”

  “Huh?”

  Dushyanta wiped the dew from his face, the muggy air weighed down his shoulders as he tried to stabilize himself. “Something is blocking it…I’m unsure of what, but—”

  “Nein! I know what it is…I have sent Shroud to solve the problem.”

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  “I think you are assuming something different…”

  “How so? How so, Dushyanta!” Willow hollowed with tepid rage.

  “We are trying to bridge the gap between Gehenna and Elysion, yes? The World sits at the center. To merge the three realms, we must converge three souls to hold onto the connective bridge. However, it has already occurred without our intervention.”

  “Are you trying to say—”

  “Yes. The merger has already occurred, how so? I am unsure. I can only surmise the facts in front of us, and although I open a five-dimensional gate, it arrives at the same place, here.”

  “Dushyanta…” Willow plucked his eyes to search the surrounding waters, there he saw what Dushyanta spoke of. “O’Starlight…what have you done Dushyanta?”

  “Simply what you ordered.”

  “You have cursed us all…”

  “Is that not what you wanted?”

  “What is your game?” Willow’s blood flooded him, a hardened armor of burgundy resembling a multi-layered exoskeleton affixed itself to Willow’s frame.

  “Violence will get you nowhere,” Dushyanta smiled with hollow eyes. “I just want to see where it all goes. To a new World, rather than defy God, how about we become God. That is what I found at the end of it all, at the end of my road.”