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"Oh we won't be taking from nothing. We're taking from something alright. You're a human, a living breathing creature. Taking what we want from you, what you know we want, would sure as hell leave something around. And aren't we always pet?" Yawgmoth said crossing his arms over his chest and closing his eyes, his assumption that Ziven would not cause any harm to him could one day lead to disaster he thought in the back of his mind. Maybe one day he'd push the little girl too far and she'd lash out and cause some damage. Then he'd have to kill her. And that would ruin all his fun.

Yawgmoth knew the balance of all things well, and as he had told Reeve, he was the balance for all that was good. The sinister evil that lurked behind to grip light in a veil of darkness. Just as it was the good's balance to him to smash through his darkness with blinding light. That was his purpose. And for someone "pure" like Ziven, Yawgmoth knew it was his place in the universe to perverse her ways to his. To darken her light so to speak. "There is no need to envision what is inevitable. It will come. Our patience is limitless. What you need to ask yourself is, how long can yours hold out? Or, are you ready to give yourself to us right now?"

"Really now? And though you have not stated so, we are curious to know why you resist. What, about us, would turn you off from us for that activity, if say, we had not proclaimed to steal it from you" Yawgmoth inquired still not opening his eyes towards her.

"Of course it is to boast woman. When you have mastered all things in your nature to master, when you have that kind of power, you do not sit around and let it rot. You keep it sharp and keep others aware of it. This arouses opposition to you, so that you may practice to keep sharp. Stay in the powerful state that makes you happy. We do not spend ALL of our powers trying to force it out, if we did that we would already have what we want from you. Would've had it a long time ago pet. And you are wrong on one thing" Yawgmoth paused "You ARE attracted to us. To our body, to our form. You are not attracted to the persona behind the form. To the mind."

"Only three. Try again. Your reasoning will not work having spoken to only Titus. We love each and every one of our children. The first types of each are the perfections, only one of those perfections is left alive. Titus. The rest have died. Besides Titus, Gix and our own flesh born son. We hold them all in equal highness. They are our greatest gifts. And we theres. Your comparison is understandable, wrong since you do not know our bond with our children, but your point gathered." Yawgmoth finished with a deep sigh mumbling under his breath.

A young man made his way towards the two figures in the distance. From the look of one he already guessed the identity. The other was new to him, he had never seen her before. As he grew closer to the group he smiled knowing his assumption of one of them was correct. "I've been looking for you dad. You're never home when I want to find you. So I thought I'd take a look around and sure enough here you are." The young man said with a smile looking towards Yawgmoth.

The sound of someone approaching caught her attention. Looking in that direction, she saw a young male that she had never seen before. As he approached, she noticed a few familiar features. When he spoke, her suspicions were confirmed. Her jaw dropped slightly with surprise to realize that this was the son Yawgmoth had spoken of. Since he had ignored her presence in his approach, she looked between he and Yawgmoth, allowing them the chance to talk.