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The contract had been signed.

Even if the Pure hadn't been entirely aware of what she'd agreed to... she had still agreed regardless of the fact. That meant that she had unknowingly set Uka's plan into motion.

Days had passed since his talk with the purple hued lioness, but something told him that it wouldn't be much longer. Uka raised his head to look up at the sky with hooded eyes, scanning the clouds in search of something; it really couldn't be much longer, "Late," he murmured to himself, but otherwise said nothing, choosing instead to exhale a tired breath of air, "Of course she's late," he rumbled deep in his chest, his voice languid, almost emotionless and detached, "Of course."

Not that it matter though, because the contract had been signed. That's all he needed to know... to remember. It was just hence forth a matter of time and patience. He could wait a little longer; he'd had eternity after all. He just hoped that the verbal contract... attracted the one he needed to see into the lands.

He couldn't do this alone. He needed help.

Most would have been blinded by her beauty, many would have gawked openly at her, and others would have been rendered wordless, no doubt. Uka however, instead of choosing any of the aforementioned routes of action, decided to frown lightly at the goddess as she approached him, seemingly unperturbed by her appearance, "You're late," he told her matter-of-factly, his voice still bland and devoid emotion, much like it always was, "What kept you? I grow weary," the words were drawled out to her, as if he'd been made to wait for eons, rather than just a few days.

He regarded her silently for a long moment, his eyes traveling up her form before they narrowed and he pushed himself up to a standing position, "I need your help," he finally said, and something about the way he spoke made it seem as if he weren't all that happy to have to be asking her for help. It was almost as if he wished he didn't need any help, "I need you to lend me your powers; I'm ready to pass on, and I can not do this alone."

There was a pause in his speech before he lifted his head up proudly; he would not be judged for his decision. It was just... merely time for him to let go, "Help me," he said, and then thought twice, "Please," the word was released from his very depths, his head turning to glance away from her.

"Hmmmmm..." it was either a sound of mild annoyance, or mirth masked with frustration; it was hard to tell, really. Then again, he was in love with Insanity, which meant he wasn't particularly the easiest of lions to read and understand. There were times he didn't really even understand himself. That was fine with him though; understanding clouded his mind. It wasn't till he'd realised he was in love with Insanity, no longer in denial about it, that he'd known it was finally time to give it up.

He was too old for this.

"Indeed," he drawled out at her, though it was hard to tell if he was mocking her with the single word, or was honestly amused that she felt the need to tell him he wasn't Rebirth. It wasn't till she spoke again that the first signs of emotion sparked is eyes, followed by the ghost of a smirk tugging at his maw, "Indeed?" he said again. The mirth came and went, flickering emotions, for the God was apparently able to switch through moods at the drop of a hat, "It's ahhh... legal," he started, "She agreed to take my place as Denial - which means I need to be reborn as a mortal, per say, and she needs to be reborn as Denial, my domain," a pause followed, the silence making it obvious he wasn't really dishing out names.

This 'she' that he'd gotten consent from was to remain unnamed, "I have her con cent. She's willing and so am I," he told the goddess, though it was also obvious that this 'she' he spoke of probably didn't really know what she's agreed to, "Words are easy to twist. I need your help," another pause followed, during which he frown, "I am too old for this."

Another smirk as the God regarded her, "Why, my dear... one that has lived forever, of course," it was a paradox, really, but he was just so tired. He was sure that he wasn't the first God to have done this; not by a long shot, "Eternity can be rather... bland when you get used to it. It is tiresome," he let out a sigh as he settled himself into a comfortable sitting position before her, "I grow weary. I feel my time has come."

Then he snorted mildly, his wings stretching out the feelings of pins and needles from remaining unused before he folded them back, "Legal, yes," he murmured, "Some souls need to be careful what they wish for. Words are horribly powerful. I've always liked that; the power of words," his eyes slid back to her, narrowing slightly. It took him a moment or two, but then he nodded slightly, "Yes," he said, "So you do... so you do," pushing himself to his feet, the male began to walk, never looking back to see if the goddess was following him.

After all, why bother checking? This had been her idea. He was sure she'd follow, "Such a sweet little thing that she is," he murmured as he climbed up a particularly difficult rock formation with ease (he would miss the wings when he became mortal, he was sure of it), "Alas, she plays my game better than I do - I'm no good at this any more. I can't even deny I've fallen in love with Insanity. How far would that get me, given my job?" when he reached the peak of the rock formation, Uka stared down, where a lithe purple female lay on the ground near a den, apparently not even aware she was being watched by two gods, "There she is," he motioned down to her, then slid his gaze to the goddess again, "I have a request though - it is not time yet. Not quite yet. When I go.... I desire to go with a bang," the smirk curled his maw once more, his tail swishing behind him, "However, I need your permission, and your help to carry that out."

A snort of mild amusement was all the answer he offered her; maybe he really WAS too old for this, seeing as how he thought that honestly... eternity was horribly boring now. It was someone else's turn now. And heck, plotting this whole ordeal was the most fun he'd had in ages. He could help the smirk that curled his maw when he'd noticed her frustration when they'd walked, and if anything, he'd probably done so just to irritate her.

It was such a pity, in a way, he was about to sign the deal with her and hand over immortality, because she was horribly entertaining, "Ah, yes... she is odd, but oh so fitting. And ironic, too," he murmured as he sat down, still watching the Pure bellow, "It seems fitting that Insanity's daughter should inherit my domain. A stroke of genius on my part, if I do say so myself. The child is entirely and completely in denial - This whole pride is, really," he motioned to the lioness bellow, "But she... oh, she tops them by far. I rather like her. And it has nothing to do with whom her mother is."

It was odd that he liked her (and possibly odder yet that he liked Rebirth too), for Uka found that he rarely liked anyone, and even when he did, he was usually in denial about it. It was odd to know he liked them... out of place.

"I just want you to wait," he told her, "Just a little bit, not much," he sniffed the air, "It's almost time, soon enough..." a pause as he glanced down to the lioness bellow again, "She is the Pure of this pride - a potent sacrifice. She will willingly walk to her death, by the paw of her own mate, no less, and it is at that time, right before her soul is consumed that I want you to do the transfer. I want her reborn as a goddess, and myself as a mortal - it will appear to the members of this pride that instead of falling to her death, the Pure, for whatever reason, has become a greater spirit," he finished, then smiled, "And it will amuse me greatly. Do we have a deal?"

"Indeed," he drawled out to her, "I find I rather like the idea of 'bang', in all honesty. I got idea from... someone, a few days ago. Seems horribly entertaining, and if I'm lacking something lately, it's entertainment," he stood up then, moving away from the edge of the cliff, "I'm sure you'll find entertainment in this pride while you wait - they're an... interesting lot, to say the least. They are perfectly aware of our existence and seem content to mingle with us, so disguises are not needed."

That said he motioned with his paw towards where she was looking; indeed the heart of the pride, "You should show yourself to them, but make sure you do not reveal your domain. I wish this to be a surprise, and it would stop being a surprise if you do that. That said.... it might be fun to keep them guessing," he nodded as she agreed to stay till he was ready, "Ah, yes... I feel it in my bones, and I feel it in the air. It won't be long now," he then turned away from the goddess and began to walk away, no doubt intent on returning to whatever had occupied his time before her arrival.

He paused though and looked back at her, "My name is Ukatazaji," he told her suddenly, as if an afterthought, "Denial is my domain, and it was quite the pleasure to meet you, even if you were late," he added the later as if an attempt to make a small jab at her, "I find it such a shame that I never did get to know you," the words were thoughtful, "What could have been and what will be.... different things. I could have grown to like you very much, my dear, alas, maybe in a different life," he left those words hanging in the air as he descended the rocky formation and left.