Digimon Inheritance: A Heroic Lion's Turbulent Times (Finished)
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Well we have the Sunlight Archepeligo in the Western part of the Continent.
Some random Digimon: "by the darkzone where do all these bonzei trees come from?!"Found a new city-state dedicated to martial and fine arts
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I feel like that would be a graduation thing. Digimon who wish to go out and explore or have reached the end of their potential will make a Bonzei tree and Verge would keep them in a sort of garden as a reminder of all the mon he has taught.
Probably not as whilst the people work under Duftmon the organisation is to serve Yggdrasil's will.
So in this situation you'd either need to convince Yggdrasil to be okay with Sovereign Verge or somehow make the entire organisation abandon him as their god.
Now it is possible for even beings like the royal knights to rebel against Yggdrasil but this instance of it hasn't turned into a turbo prick yet . If they start giving orders like kill Schwartz even tho he is still good for some utterly bizarre reason then Duftmon might start singing a different tune
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Duftmon is also falling into the classic Greek fallacy of self-fullfilling Prophesies by planning to kill Verge in the event he (somehow) solo digivolves into a Baihumon he'd somehow betray Bulwark before either leaving or getting betraied
4th-5th Of Steel: A Seraph's Acknowledgement
drexal15
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[] The wind of fate shifts
The mountain stands unchanging
Dawn dyes the sky red
[] Defeated in Power
The Lion lays in waiting
To stand proud once more
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Upon stepping out into the city proper, you and Ardat are…not immediately met by a wave of screams and the local Host force's braying for your Lady's death.
"Hey that's him! The Brutal Brawler!" Instead you're buried under a (figurative) wave of tourists and excited gladiators, most of which are ignoring the Demon Lord at your side. A surprising development, and if Ardat's rapidly worsening expression is any indication, not what she was hoping for.
"How long do you think it'll take you to finish off that damned Angel?"
"When you beat *Morningstar*, are you gonna use a kick or a punch?"
"Can we have your autograph? My sister and I are big fans-" The last speaker, a Witchmon, promptly faints before she can finish her sentence thanks to a glare from Ardat. Holding back a sigh, you sift through the barrage of questions and…
It's a baffling notion, that Angel has a strength surpassing many Megas. You know full well it will be an uphill battle, if you even can achieve victory when the time comes and he sprouts all of his extra wings.
Unfortunately, before you can clarify the matter, Ardat stamps a foot against the ground and sends a weak shockwave of air across the crowd, silencing them.
"Fools! You do not see the mountain for the hills!" The Lilithmon declares, before taking a step into the air, making sure to force *Clacks* with every footfall of course. "Beware, and be in awe my future subjects. For you stand before me! The Demon Lord of Desire!" Despite her jealousy driven action, the womon manages to keep a firm control of her aura, preventing it from either annihilating the crowd, or even charming them.
A series of gasps flood out from the gathered mon, and a few of the tourists actually flinch back in terror.
Well done, relying on your own charisma and… flare for the dramatic.
"What, so you're like Astamon?" One of the stronger Wizardmon asks, sending her a dubious look. "You're not just some weirdly dressed LadyDevimon?"
"How dare-we-*Ahem* Yes, you stand before a true Demon Lord! A-"
"But you have boobs!"
Eh?
"What?" The womon's dignified expression falls way into baffled shock.
"You're a girl right, so wouldn't it be… Demon Lady?"
"N-no, it's a type classification." She clarifies with a terrifying-er, sweet smile. "It's similar to how Bastemon are classified as Beast-"
"But you're not a cat, or saying Nyah!" Another suspicious member of the crowd points out, much to the Demon Lord's consternation.
I know not why, but I blame Sparks for this.
"Not like that you-you ignoramus buffoons!" And like that the veneer of class is replaced by a frustrated, cutely pouting womon. "We're a Mega! And a Demon Lord Type! It-It's not that hard to understand!"
You let out a snort, more than a little amused by the whole situation…
The whirl skywards towards the incoming streak of golden light. Ardat freezes mid sentence, a flash of terror going through her aura before she catches herself.
"That. Is quite enough." A deep, almost melodic voice booms. "Forgive me for cutting this short citizens, but I have an important matter to discuss." SlashAngemon descends from the sky, his aura focusing on the gathered crowd. "Disperse." He doesn't speak particularly loudly, however the order is backed by a sense of power that strikes the crowd's very instincts.
All at once even the most undisciplined members of the group find themselves orders filing away in an orderly fashion. A few stragglers try to glare as they move away, but not a one challenges the Mega's authority. None can. Even you have to take a moment to resist the urge to walk away
The Seraph sets down a few meters away front of Ardat, his arms crossed and mouth set in a firm line. He hasn't transformed his limbs yet, but all three of you know it wouldn't take him any time at all to do so and close into slashing distance.
He's ready to fight if he must, but showing a… neutral stance? He's not trying to threaten us…
Ardat pales further, looking like she's ready to bolt before she forcibly calms herself down. Instead of stepping back, she steps forward into his range and plasters on an easy smirk.
"So it is that we meet again Seraph of The Host." Your Lady muses, easily meeting the other Mega's helmet-covered gaze. "And to what do I, Empress Ardat the Lilithmon and Demon Lord of Desire owe this pleasure? If you're here for our head, then you're sorely mistaken." You stare at the moment, only barely managing to keep yourself from gaping at her display of… either confidence or stupidity. You're honestly not sure what this falls under.
… Evolution to Demon Lord or not, SlashAngemon could still delete both of us here and now if he wanted to.
The Blade-Angel's mouth gradually curls up into a smile, yet there's a sort of sadness tinged through his aura, underlying the happiness.
"I'm glad that Sir Scratch's daughter survived, even if you became one of... Astamon's cursed ilk." He notes, before glancing over to you."And was taken in by Bulwark. As I suspected." The Mega finishes with a brief chuckle, making you blink in surprise.
How did he know? Is there an information amongst Bulwark? Did-
"We see, did your vaunted *Lord* tell you about us?" Ardat challenges, leading the Seraph to shrug.
"I prayed upon the matter, but it was either your taking shelter from some powerful figure, or hunted down and slain by another hand." After a moment he perks up as if remembering something and continues on. "Sanzomon was dearly worried about you, she misses your chats."
"I missed Sanzomon-Sensei too.-I-we mean yes! She would miss our amazing, and knowledgeable presence." Ardat nods just a little too hastily. "But as the server's newest Demon Lord, we are... fated to be at odds."
"Taking your head may be necessary one day." SlashAngemon agrees, and on instinct you make to step protectively in front of your Lady. However the Seraph raises a forestalling hand, and his aura flares in warning. "May be necessary young hero, for the moment I come not as an executioner. I come as but a humble follower of The Lord concerned for a friend's ward."
"I see…"
Thanks The Great Tree he's not take insult.
"We accept this meeting under the flag of truce." Ardat murmurs, prompting you to look up… where there is not in fact a flag fluttering. "But then, why are you here Seraph?"
"I came because the Lord decreed I test your character." He retorts, in a way that almost sounds like… sarcasm? After a brief second to shake his had, the Mega turns his head to focus upon… you."And I wished to greet Sir Scratch's student. You've gotten stronger since even that last match, haven't you?"
"Aye." There's no point in lying here. SlashAngemon might not be able to calculate your entire arsenal, but he's one of the most experienced warriors alive.
"Chevalier… hmm. Verge. I deeply regretted that you were forced to leave The Blessed Host. I foresaw great triumphs ahead with you as one of our Knight-Commanders." The Angel's smile takes on a wistful tone. "Truly, I would have been blessed to train both yourself and Pit in the fighting arts."
"C-come again, you would have... mentored me personally?" For a moment you peak with a sense of giddiness, though it's quickly washed away by reality. That opportunity has passed.
"I would have." He answers with an almost ruefal sadness, before leaning back to stare up at the clear blye sky. "Yet now I realize, your departure was a blessing."
"How dare you say that! Verge would've been the best Knight-Commander your host had ever seen!" The Lilithmon answers for you, poking a golden claw at the armored angel… who just grins. Before things can escalate further, the far older Mega chuckles again.
"Not like that sweet little Empress." SlashAngemon raises his palms in a mollifying gesture. "It's his new position and influence at Bulwark that I speak of. The young Hero here is a good friend to my protege. And now that you've descended into that baleful existence… if Leopardmon is going to try what I believe he will. Then we may just see a peaceful server in the next year." Ardat stares at him, stuck between states of anger and pride. In the end she settled for pouting at the angel half-heartedly.
A… peaceful Server? If Ardat were the lead then Gloaming, then mayhaps…
"Sanzomon has no interest in a war between The Host & Bulwark." The Seraph continues. "Despite his… ambitions, I'm certain that Leopardmon puts his righteous duty to this server first. So long as he remains true to this server's denizens, Bulwark won't come into conflict with The Host."
You appreciate the Megas optimistic sentiment however… are dubious of his proposed future.
"And what of Ophanimon?" The Seraph winces at your question, but is quick to reaffirm his smile.
"Dear Ophanimon will come around, she's recovered much of her graceful spirit thanks to Pit."
…
You keep yourself from visibly reacting to his words. Ardat on the other hand, strikes a pose and laughs.
"We shall see Hero Of The Blessed Host! I too desire a peaceful transition of power!" The Lilithmon declares, before-
A monstrous figure emerges from her shadow, an ethereal, five limbed creature that's just barely not manifested into reality.
Spirits below Ardat! Right in front of SlashAngemon?!
"But should we meet upon the field of battle SlashAngemon, then make no mistake! We shall crush you with the same prejudice as any other that gets in our way!"
… By the Great Tree, what did I do to deserve this?
Instead of reacting to the proffered threat, the armored angel snorts in amusement.
"I will pray that day does not come to pass. For the moment I must say farewell, there are other holy duties for The Lord that I must attend." His attention flickers, to the transportation tower behind you and a cry of surprise rings out. The Mega's aura flexes, and a series of bats flutter out from behind it, before quickly scattering in all directions. "Besides, I've kept someone from this meeting for too long already." On cue, a silvery-purple streak of light descends and lands beside him.
How could he sense that Vamdemon, I couldn't… Experience Verge. Experience.
Garummon, your rival matches the Hero's look with a glower… however that only serves to make the angel happier.
"I see that you burn with the light of justice. May The Lord favor you." The Seraph declares, throwing a quick salute to the younger mon even as he lifts off.
"And may The Ten have mercy on you." The wolf digimon growls back. "For I will have none." Not that SlashAngemon responds, he just waves at you and Ardat before vanishing in a flash of gold. "You. The womon of my rival." The Ultimate level Legendary Warrior snarls towards Ardat, before switching his gaze to glare at you. "You're both coming with me. Now."
===AN: Leaving off on a little cliffhanger here. Next snippet shouldn't be over a thousand words I think, but this is a good spot for me to end off today. I hope you all enjoyed this interaction with All Slash.
The mountain stands unchanging
Dawn dyes the sky red
[] Defeated in Power
The Lion lays in waiting
To stand proud once more
===
Upon stepping out into the city proper, you and Ardat are…not immediately met by a wave of screams and the local Host force's braying for your Lady's death.
"Hey that's him! The Brutal Brawler!" Instead you're buried under a (figurative) wave of tourists and excited gladiators, most of which are ignoring the Demon Lord at your side. A surprising development, and if Ardat's rapidly worsening expression is any indication, not what she was hoping for.
"How long do you think it'll take you to finish off that damned Angel?"
"When you beat *Morningstar*, are you gonna use a kick or a punch?"
"Can we have your autograph? My sister and I are big fans-" The last speaker, a Witchmon, promptly faints before she can finish her sentence thanks to a glare from Ardat. Holding back a sigh, you sift through the barrage of questions and…
They think I have a major advantage over Morningstar? Why would… is it because he's just a Champion?It's a baffling notion, that Angel has a strength surpassing many Megas. You know full well it will be an uphill battle, if you even can achieve victory when the time comes and he sprouts all of his extra wings.
Unfortunately, before you can clarify the matter, Ardat stamps a foot against the ground and sends a weak shockwave of air across the crowd, silencing them.
"Fools! You do not see the mountain for the hills!" The Lilithmon declares, before taking a step into the air, making sure to force *Clacks* with every footfall of course. "Beware, and be in awe my future subjects. For you stand before me! The Demon Lord of Desire!" Despite her jealousy driven action, the womon manages to keep a firm control of her aura, preventing it from either annihilating the crowd, or even charming them.
A series of gasps flood out from the gathered mon, and a few of the tourists actually flinch back in terror.
Well done, relying on your own charisma and… flare for the dramatic.
"What, so you're like Astamon?" One of the stronger Wizardmon asks, sending her a dubious look. "You're not just some weirdly dressed LadyDevimon?"
"How dare-we-*Ahem* Yes, you stand before a true Demon Lord! A-"
"But you have boobs!"
Eh?
"What?" The womon's dignified expression falls way into baffled shock.
"You're a girl right, so wouldn't it be… Demon Lady?"
"N-no, it's a type classification." She clarifies with a terrifying-er, sweet smile. "It's similar to how Bastemon are classified as Beast-"
"But you're not a cat, or saying Nyah!" Another suspicious member of the crowd points out, much to the Demon Lord's consternation.
I know not why, but I blame Sparks for this.
"Not like that you-you ignoramus buffoons!" And like that the veneer of class is replaced by a frustrated, cutely pouting womon. "We're a Mega! And a Demon Lord Type! It-It's not that hard to understand!"
You let out a snort, more than a little amused by the whole situation…
!
The whirl skywards towards the incoming streak of golden light. Ardat freezes mid sentence, a flash of terror going through her aura before she catches herself.
"That. Is quite enough." A deep, almost melodic voice booms. "Forgive me for cutting this short citizens, but I have an important matter to discuss." SlashAngemon descends from the sky, his aura focusing on the gathered crowd. "Disperse." He doesn't speak particularly loudly, however the order is backed by a sense of power that strikes the crowd's very instincts.
All at once even the most undisciplined members of the group find themselves orders filing away in an orderly fashion. A few stragglers try to glare as they move away, but not a one challenges the Mega's authority. None can. Even you have to take a moment to resist the urge to walk away
The Seraph sets down a few meters away front of Ardat, his arms crossed and mouth set in a firm line. He hasn't transformed his limbs yet, but all three of you know it wouldn't take him any time at all to do so and close into slashing distance.
He's ready to fight if he must, but showing a… neutral stance? He's not trying to threaten us…
Ardat pales further, looking like she's ready to bolt before she forcibly calms herself down. Instead of stepping back, she steps forward into his range and plasters on an easy smirk.
"So it is that we meet again Seraph of The Host." Your Lady muses, easily meeting the other Mega's helmet-covered gaze. "And to what do I, Empress Ardat the Lilithmon and Demon Lord of Desire owe this pleasure? If you're here for our head, then you're sorely mistaken." You stare at the moment, only barely managing to keep yourself from gaping at her display of… either confidence or stupidity. You're honestly not sure what this falls under.
… Evolution to Demon Lord or not, SlashAngemon could still delete both of us here and now if he wanted to.
The Blade-Angel's mouth gradually curls up into a smile, yet there's a sort of sadness tinged through his aura, underlying the happiness.
"I'm glad that Sir Scratch's daughter survived, even if you became one of... Astamon's cursed ilk." He notes, before glancing over to you."And was taken in by Bulwark. As I suspected." The Mega finishes with a brief chuckle, making you blink in surprise.
How did he know? Is there an information amongst Bulwark? Did-
"We see, did your vaunted *Lord* tell you about us?" Ardat challenges, leading the Seraph to shrug.
"I prayed upon the matter, but it was either your taking shelter from some powerful figure, or hunted down and slain by another hand." After a moment he perks up as if remembering something and continues on. "Sanzomon was dearly worried about you, she misses your chats."
"I missed Sanzomon-Sensei too.-I-we mean yes! She would miss our amazing, and knowledgeable presence." Ardat nods just a little too hastily. "But as the server's newest Demon Lord, we are... fated to be at odds."
"Taking your head may be necessary one day." SlashAngemon agrees, and on instinct you make to step protectively in front of your Lady. However the Seraph raises a forestalling hand, and his aura flares in warning. "May be necessary young hero, for the moment I come not as an executioner. I come as but a humble follower of The Lord concerned for a friend's ward."
"I see…"
Thanks The Great Tree he's not take insult.
"We accept this meeting under the flag of truce." Ardat murmurs, prompting you to look up… where there is not in fact a flag fluttering. "But then, why are you here Seraph?"
"I came because the Lord decreed I test your character." He retorts, in a way that almost sounds like… sarcasm? After a brief second to shake his had, the Mega turns his head to focus upon… you."And I wished to greet Sir Scratch's student. You've gotten stronger since even that last match, haven't you?"
"Aye." There's no point in lying here. SlashAngemon might not be able to calculate your entire arsenal, but he's one of the most experienced warriors alive.
"Chevalier… hmm. Verge. I deeply regretted that you were forced to leave The Blessed Host. I foresaw great triumphs ahead with you as one of our Knight-Commanders." The Angel's smile takes on a wistful tone. "Truly, I would have been blessed to train both yourself and Pit in the fighting arts."
"C-come again, you would have... mentored me personally?" For a moment you peak with a sense of giddiness, though it's quickly washed away by reality. That opportunity has passed.
"I would have." He answers with an almost ruefal sadness, before leaning back to stare up at the clear blye sky. "Yet now I realize, your departure was a blessing."
"How dare you say that! Verge would've been the best Knight-Commander your host had ever seen!" The Lilithmon answers for you, poking a golden claw at the armored angel… who just grins. Before things can escalate further, the far older Mega chuckles again.
"Not like that sweet little Empress." SlashAngemon raises his palms in a mollifying gesture. "It's his new position and influence at Bulwark that I speak of. The young Hero here is a good friend to my protege. And now that you've descended into that baleful existence… if Leopardmon is going to try what I believe he will. Then we may just see a peaceful server in the next year." Ardat stares at him, stuck between states of anger and pride. In the end she settled for pouting at the angel half-heartedly.
A… peaceful Server? If Ardat were the lead then Gloaming, then mayhaps…
"Sanzomon has no interest in a war between The Host & Bulwark." The Seraph continues. "Despite his… ambitions, I'm certain that Leopardmon puts his righteous duty to this server first. So long as he remains true to this server's denizens, Bulwark won't come into conflict with The Host."
You appreciate the Megas optimistic sentiment however… are dubious of his proposed future.
"And what of Ophanimon?" The Seraph winces at your question, but is quick to reaffirm his smile.
"Dear Ophanimon will come around, she's recovered much of her graceful spirit thanks to Pit."
…
You keep yourself from visibly reacting to his words. Ardat on the other hand, strikes a pose and laughs.
"We shall see Hero Of The Blessed Host! I too desire a peaceful transition of power!" The Lilithmon declares, before-
!!!
A monstrous figure emerges from her shadow, an ethereal, five limbed creature that's just barely not manifested into reality.
Spirits below Ardat! Right in front of SlashAngemon?!
"But should we meet upon the field of battle SlashAngemon, then make no mistake! We shall crush you with the same prejudice as any other that gets in our way!"
… By the Great Tree, what did I do to deserve this?
Instead of reacting to the proffered threat, the armored angel snorts in amusement.
"I will pray that day does not come to pass. For the moment I must say farewell, there are other holy duties for The Lord that I must attend." His attention flickers, to the transportation tower behind you and a cry of surprise rings out. The Mega's aura flexes, and a series of bats flutter out from behind it, before quickly scattering in all directions. "Besides, I've kept someone from this meeting for too long already." On cue, a silvery-purple streak of light descends and lands beside him.
How could he sense that Vamdemon, I couldn't… Experience Verge. Experience.
Garummon, your rival matches the Hero's look with a glower… however that only serves to make the angel happier.
"I see that you burn with the light of justice. May The Lord favor you." The Seraph declares, throwing a quick salute to the younger mon even as he lifts off.
"And may The Ten have mercy on you." The wolf digimon growls back. "For I will have none." Not that SlashAngemon responds, he just waves at you and Ardat before vanishing in a flash of gold. "You. The womon of my rival." The Ultimate level Legendary Warrior snarls towards Ardat, before switching his gaze to glare at you. "You're both coming with me. Now."
===AN: Leaving off on a little cliffhanger here. Next snippet shouldn't be over a thousand words I think, but this is a good spot for me to end off today. I hope you all enjoyed this interaction with All Slash.
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Mind you this all a hypothetical and depends on the evo... but its more important to remember that Duftmon has probably not seen every possibility like the case with his sheer disbelief at an Ult being able to hit Sov in the first place.... ie we know from Re:Arise that the Sov's at least can co-exist with both the RK's and three great angels... and in fact actually seem less likley to fight either of the other two than they are each other.
Nice to see that Slash still remains one of the most sensible people in Host leadership. And he's met Daemon. He can tell that Ardat isn't exactly like that.
themselves filing away in an orderly
"I am a cat. I like to take naps. Disturb my rest at your peril."
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Did she just...she almost manifested Ogudomon?!?!
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What do Sovs even do to a Server other than take them over (or at least a part of them)?
drexal15
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Nah, Lilithmon's get the ability to summon a giant hand monster that's strong enough to tangle with other Demon Lords.
They rule, mostly through the Deva and Holy Beasts serving them. Some are hands off, othersmlike the fire chciken? Not so much.
Ardat: "N-nani?! Is this…the legendary love triangle?!"
They are literally pillars of reality and basically have admin rights and bullshit digignome reality bending if the little monsters feel like it… they are also able to make sure that the barrier between the digital world and the human world is stable and can casually elevate rookies to mega with next to no effort…
Edit: though it does seem to take their toll on them when they do this to sth like a demonlord…
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Oh thank god. I almost thought the Host might have been justified for a second.
They should nonetheless be terrified this thing is straight up nightmare fuel…
What is there to speak about now? We acknowledged him as our rival, paid each other's debts of with training and already spoke with ancientgreymon.
Outside what others have said I also believe they try to maintain a sort of balance between it all, good and evil etc by being neutral. Of course this will never happen for Verge and shall be promptly ignored.
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At least we don't have ArkhaiAngemon and their legion of slaves AHEM familiars (Gorgomon and Manticoremon) around
*Yes I know its because the IRL Time-wise Host was long established before they were made but something something retroactive shenanigans
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Most of the time they show up in media they're kinda "aloof god who ignores everything that isn't a threat to the server itself; wars are for mortals to handle themselves" (unless someone is foolish enough to try to invade their personal doorstep).
We've never seen a young one who is new to being a god.
My guess is the old fire dude wants to talk with us… maybe he still has ptsd from lucemon?
and your right no matter what Info we provide at the end of the day this is Drexal15s world and all its inhabitants shall work on the principles he imposed.
drexal15
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Him showing up with a Demon Lord for one. Although he's also got another topic to philosophize on.
They're the most hands off type of rulers yeah.
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Imma be THAT guy and say we have. The generation before G1 Digimon partners became Soverigns.
But yeah that's true.
"I've been around longer than your entire recorded history. What you see as an apocalyptic threat is just another day in the server's cycle of violence. Wake me when something threatens oblivion instead of death."
Yeah, but we never actually get to see how they behave when they're new to being gods, just a single act while under Homeostasis influence and then their next appearance is after a timeskip (remember that the human and digital worlds have time dilation between them in Adventure).
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Huh Host took this a lot better than I thought they would.
Allslash… he might be overly optimistic but I like his view of the future and it is one that we are aiming for after a fashion. Ardat as head of glooming Pit as head of the host , Us and sparks leading our own faction and Bulwark as it's own neutral faction.
If orphanmon is truely beginning to recover if not power wise but personality wise then there might be a chance the host will not fracture.
Allslash… he might be overly optimistic but I like his view of the future and it is one that we are aiming for after a fashion. Ardat as head of glooming Pit as head of the host , Us and sparks leading our own faction and Bulwark as it's own neutral faction.
If orphanmon is truely beginning to recover if not power wise but personality wise then there might be a chance the host will not fracture.