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Even if it was possible for Hydor to find this knowledge elsewhere--he did not know if it was--he was writing it all down in the phone's notepad anyway. He did not believe what was happening around him, but that did not mean that he shouldn't armor himself with knowledge.

Especially since the information about the Dark Mirror Senshi did match up with what he had seen already. It offered more of an explanation than what he had been able to find thus far, at the least.

Pluto had knights but was a dwarf planet, but other dwarf planets like Ceres and Eris did not. That was interesting. He had no idea why that might have been, except for maybe the fact that the senshi of Pluto had become one of these so-called 'Princes' or 'Princesses' in the same way that Ganymede and Polaris likely had. He noted them down. "Do the Senshi Royalty claim leadership over this faction?" Otherwise, why would they be using such titles? He had no interest in following any leader of any sort, but he figured it was worth knowing anyway.

Perhaps to know who to ignore.

When he mentioned that Corrupted Senshi were just "corrupted" versions of themselves, and visa versa, he seemed interested. He assumed that was the same case with the Negaverse and the Knights, if they also used similar weaponry. It would make sense. Were they just two sides of the same coin, then? That sounded like some Dungeons and Dragons alignment chart nonsense... "Can the same thing occur with the Dark Mirror Senshi, or are they their own thing?"

So they did not claim leadership? That was interesting. It was also a relief, admittedly, as he had no interest in following someone else's whims for his life as an apparently magical person from space.

... Ugh.

The most interesting portion was the fact that they seemed so powerful, and yet so barely present. What was the point, then? Did the power make them too busy with other s**t to actually do anything related to interacting with people? That sounded... pleasant. Perhaps he should aim for that.

"So they are powerful, but do not claim ownership of the faction. Noted. Does anyone claim ownership or leadership, or is it simply a free-for-all?"

The Dark Mirror could be swapped into other factions too, then. He wondered how often these faction swaps happened. Were they common? Did one faction offer more than another? What motivated the switches? Bernard was implying switches to Negaverse or Dark Mirror could be forced. If this was the case, why did they leave any of them standing? It implied they were stronger than them, somehow, or perhaps the Negaverse only found motivation in eating souls, not changing them.

He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth.

If he had noticed Bernard was tired, he was not acknowledging it, though he did seem to be running a bit low on questions. It was unfortunate. He knew he had more. "I suppose I do wonder one more thing. Why did you power me up now? If I supposedly possess an alien soul, that has not changed from birth to age twenty."

Metallia. Noted.

It sounded like their faction did not have any real leadership, which was honestly alright with Hydor. It was probably part of the reason why Metallia and her lackeys had managed to do so well--no one was actually manning missions for the so-called "White Moon" and creating a true counter-offensive--but Hydor did not have any interest in being bossed around randomly in some war that he had never asked to be part of.

Although, he supposed it was his birthright, if he was born with a soul from another planet.

The idea of being needed was honestly alarming; Hydor did not particularly like the idea of anything needing his presence. Being needed by anything had a history of not going well. Awkwardly, he pulled at his collar, but did not say anything directly related to the idea of being 'needed.' Instead, he focused on the second portion, about killing everything in the entire universe. He supposed that let him know the scope of the Negaverse's reach. "Hm. Interesting. I suppose it would be good to stop them from destroying everything. We do all live here, after all." His attempted smile was awkward and grim, and it seemed like he was trying to be friendly but, likely, utterly failing.

He let the smile fade after a few seconds. It felt uncomfortable.

"Can I contact you via the phone if I have any other questions?"

Well, at least he could contact Bernard. He did what he had to to make sure Bernard's number was in his phone, before the cat started to ... saunter away.

Bernard was certainly taking his grand old time.

Honestly, the idea of getting a good night's rest sounded like a good one. If this was truly all some strange nightmare, by morning, he would be able to laugh it off and forget about it, as nightmares went. Likely, he would not even remember the contents within a few minutes or so. If it was real life, giving himself a nighttime to commit it to memory would be about as effective as studying the night before an exam.

He sighed.

Hydor walked away a bit, waiting until he was clearly out of sight before letting himself swap back to Zachariah.

He was going to bed early tonight.