"It doesn't seem like that to me... you need help. And I think I can provide it, if you can offer something worth the same..."
Stepping to the side, she would reveal Aizen, still altered heavily by her influence.
"What do you have to offer?"
@UrutoraHyohon -- the night. But, I digress."
A snap of her fingers would find the angelic being wrapped in a cocoon of vines, conveniently without thorns, before it would be pulled into the ground itself. Kaede would soon follow as she slowly sank into the grassy terrain.
"Send your --
@UrutoraHyohon Kaede would keep her eyes focused upon the male as he departed the area, only turning away after he had left her line of sight completely. Only then would she turn, entering the green portal she opened up to rejoin her beloved children. Her plot had only just begun...
"Your mind and heart will only be shattered when you understand the truth I've revealed."
A green tear would form upon a large tree directly behind the dryad. Within, hundreds of werepyres with patches of moss growing from their skin could be seen, with a familiar yet altered--
@UrutoraHyohon -- lowly god you hold so dear? Insignificant."
Step, step, step.
"And those other pieces in this game? Insects under my feet."
She now had her face merely inches an inch from the chimera's.
"So... what do you have to say for yourself... little knight?"
@UrutoraHyohon "I have to? And who gives you the right to demand such from me?"
Locking her gaze upon that of the abomination, Kaede would take a single step towards him as her right eye flared bright gold... just like Adam's own.
"Your master? Adam? They're my equals in every way. The --
@UrutoraHyohon "Just a kid? And what does that make you? Let me answer that for you. You're just a kid too. A kid that just admitted to being a piece in this game. Only pieces have kings and masters, dear Ragnar. Whether you're a pawn or a knight, a rook or a bishop... you're still a piece."
@UrutoraHyohon "You could say that your Ultima and myself go back quite a ways. In every timeline, he slaughtered all of my friends and I remain the lone survivor besides him... so when I arrived in this time along with dear Killian... I found his younger self... gave him my blood... and made--
"The knight still wishes to deny the truth... Maybe I'll show you my own knight. My own beloved child... then you'll understand your place in the universe."
โTsk. . . I decide my own fate now. Nothing you say, can deter my courage or sway my set mind. The Ultima. . . Thatโs another issue for another day.โ
"Dearest Ragnar... how naive you still are. Even the dead still have a role to play and a master to serve. You'll never be free. You'll always be a piece in the game, a servant to a master. A child to a parent."
"Oh, but you are and always have been. Ever since Killian made you, ever since my grandfather added to your being... you've been nothing but a piece in this game."