I closed my eyes briefly; I needed to take everything that I had just seen in. Time or Mark was someone that I was obviously close to, but I disagreed with.
I could see why I would have trouble stomaching this problem, but there was something else; the Demons. A Demon at the center of this all, and I was helping demons.
I knew that all demons couldn't be the same, but I would have to remember that Mex and the rest were still Demons. The one at the Center of Everything was trying to flood all the worlds with Demons, but I had given up everything about me to put a plugin on them.
<What are you talking about? What happened?>
I can't tell you, and it wouldn't matter if I did; none of it has anything to do with you. We are both playing different games on the same chessboard. The only difference is that I have already played as you, to reach for a spot as a god, but It wasn't to my liking.