you come to me, wild and wired

Ludo Ludo’s mask would seem to smirk as well, the deity a mix of mercurial soul guardian and amused child. ”And that was a leading answer,” it countered. Whatever it might be planning, whatever it had in stock for Remi, he would not find out today. The world around them would slowly start to punctuate once again with colour, as if to signal the passing threat. ”You ought to be careful,” it did caution, fluttering down from the statue once more to drape itself about Remi’s shoulders. Ah, like old times. ”If it’s a purpose you’re after, I’ll give you one.” Should it have sounded like a threat? Maybe. ”For now I would suggest using your vast strength and endless time to make a grave marker for your daughter. You do her a savage disrespect by trying to erase her existence. As one who knows well the loss of memory, I expected more. You are not the only man in Caido wishing to mourn her.”