Asterion studied his own reflection silently, then glanced around. All around him, numerous vessels of Mordret stood still and gazed at him with an eerie, unsettling lack of emotion in their eyes. They were men, women... and monsters. In fact, most of them were hideous and monstrous, like a myriad of nightmares that had escaped the depths of an eldritch hell.
Standing alone among the sea of motionless horrors, he did not seem troubled at all. The Dreamspawn lingered for a few moments and then sighed.
"What have you done to yourself, boy?"
Mordret laughed.
But it wasn't just the Reflection who had assumed the form of Asterion that laughed. Instead, all of his vessels — men, women, and monsters — laughed together, the terrifying cacophony of their voices drowning out the deafening roars of the Weeping Goddess.
When he spoke, a myriad of voices fused into a single, malevolent sound that came from all directions, rustling, sounding too vast and deep to belong to any living being. It was as if the world itself was speaking — or rather, a wicked thing that hid in the darkness beneath the surface of the world.
“I think I've done quite well for myself, no? Ah, but you probably did not expect that I would become Supreme, all those years ago. Life is full of surprises, isn't it? Back then, when you discarded me... I was both hurt and glad to have been discarded. I was both abandoned and full of hope. But all my hopes were shattered, in the end, and I was left with nothing."
The myriad voices of the King of Nothing grew even lower, making the surface of the lake ripple in peculiar patterns.
“So, I spent countless years dreaming of killing the King of Swords, my father. I managed to contribute to his downfall, but sadly, I failed to take his life with my own two hands. What a pity. But you are here now! A spare father figure... how wonderful. Life does indeed give us second chances, at times."
Asterion did not seem alarmed by the chilling sound of Mordret's vast, inhuman voice. He simply smiled and asked, his own tone calm:
"Oh? Do you think you can kill me, boy?"
His Reflection mirrored his smile.
“Who knows? I guess time will tell. One thing is certain, though — it's going to be very fun to try."
Asterion shook his head lightly.
“I'm afraid I do not have time to play games with you, Mordret. The other two are missing, and while I am not too concerned, their absence is a little vexing. So, why don't you just give up? I am not inclined to surrender this Citadel to you. I am afraid I want it for myself."
His reflection shook its head, as well, in the same exact motion.
"I know that you want it for yourself. That is precisely why I am here, to make sure that you never get it... you'll only have the Lake of Tears over my dead body."
Asterion smiled faintly, looking around once more.
"You have quite a few bodies, though."
He faced his Reflection, a chilling coldness settling over his golden eyes.
“How many should I destroy? To be honest, I wasn't planning on getting involved personally just yet... but you are forcing my hand. The other two seem to be up to no good, as well. My plans will have to be adjusted."
The Reflection took a deep breath.
“Ah... let's make this touching reunion truly unforgettable, shall we?"
In the next moment, the world seemed to shatter as countless vessels lunged at the lonely figure of the Dreamspawn, obscuring it from view. There was a revolting sound of rending flesh, and a vast swath of them was suddenly erased from existence, a cloud of bloody chunks and a cloud of fine red haze rising into the air.
Kai wasn't looking, though, because he was busy pulling his soldiers away from the shore of the lake.
"Retreat! Retreat toward the cliffs!"
His army was not powerful enough to fight against one Sovereign, and it was definitely not powerful enough to survive in the middle of a battle between two. If he did not follow Asterion's advice and run, all of them would be wiped out.
The ground quaked, and the vast lake spilled out from its shores as the defenders of the Human Domain hastily withdrew from the sea of Mordret's vessels.



Kai glanced at the polished surface of the towering steel wall and saw it tremble under a barrage of impacts.
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