"I don't know, but you can bet me and my sisters will be there to see it." The words come to you without thought.
Karen smiles a soft, slightly crooked smile at you. "Yes... I suppose so." She slowly rests back into her chair at your words, looking like she has decided on a question that has long been bothering her. "I should have expected nothing less from you." She nods, taking a quick sip of her tea before hopping to her feet. You stare at her back as she pads towards the wall, a miniscule pule of magic and eight quick taps later, it parts before her like water. She looks over her shoulder at your stationary form, lifting an eyebrow at you.
You set your mug down, walking over to the door and stopping besides her, she doesn't say anything, just turning to lead you further in.
The walls change rapidly, a strange metal making up the walls and floor. The air is strangely still, it takes you a while to realise that it's because this place is just a complete void of magic, your thermal sense was telling you that this place both did and did not exist. It was enough to give you a headache.
She walks quickly, not looking back at you. There are no other corridors or doors, just a single long corridor, stretching into the distance. You see a large door at the end, made of the same strange metal as the walls around you. Karen walks up to it confidently. She takes a perfectly ordinary key from her pocket and unlocks the door, shoving it open with a grunt of effort. The sight that awaits you is enough to take your breath away.
Bookshelves that must be miles tall that stretch over the horizon, endless chained display cases showing all manner of things, several vehicles that are covered in the same chains. In fact, everything is covered in the same chains. You turn your eyes to the left, a fucking house sits there, surrounded by a garden, looking like it was just plucked up and dropped here. In the distance you can see an enormous pile of rubble, the remains of a castle of some sort with a giant skeleton draped over it.
You turn your eyes to the right and... is that a fucking Pyramid? What the fuck is this.
You look back to Karen, she has a slightly amused smile on her face, but it quickly fades into a flat look. "Everything you see here are relics or artefacts that are too dangerous to just leave lying around somewhere, but also too dangerous or difficult to actually destroy. This is a collection that has been going on for as long as history has existed, the Light has a far larger collection than the rest of the factions put together." She tilts her head towards a large chain that is dangling from nothing. "These chains are a gift from them, a parasitic organism that eats magic and chains it all the same, don't touch them. They are the primary reason that you can't feel the evil that some of these things extrude."
You nod at her words, turning your eyes to a wall covered in carvings and dripping with fresh blood.
"Yes, despite being chained these things are not safe, at all. It is why I asked you here." You look back to her, she's stepped slightly closer, the height difference between the two of you showing even more. "I believe that you are a person who cares about only one thing, your sister. Because of that I am trusting you with a question." She bites her lip, rolling it slightly before sighing.
"Ignition Knight." Her use of your Name set you on edge and makes your back straighten. "Every object here has been locked away for either being pure evil, or being so dangerous that they could cause casualties in the hundreds of thousands, by just by existing outside of this vault or by accident." She lets her words settle. "Do you think that it is best to destroy these objects utterly with your ability, or try to find some use for them, regardless of the consequences?"
[] Destroy Them
[] Use Them