"It was you… Does that mean you favor me as well? You came to see me first, didn't you?"
Greed's voice rang out, laced with obsessive infatuation. Yet the look in his eyes told Silvanus that he saw him as nothing more than a delicious slice of cake destined to be devoured.
Silvanus answered honestly, "I did come to you first. Simply because you're the weakest."
The smile on Greed's face faltered for a moment. The next instant, he vanished completely, dissolving into a swirl of black mist that merged seamlessly with the God Realm itself.
Silvanus narrowed his eyes. "So you're the master of that black mist that intercepted Ember and me."
Laughter echoed through the air from every direction, but no reply came.
"This place... this place is wonderful!"
"I can feel it—I can feel that my destiny belongs here! I'm getting stronger... stronger without end!"
