"My Lord…"
The Darkness Born spoke in a low, grim tone.
"The reports are… worse than we estimated."
And… Son Darkness did not respond. He only stared at the being giving the report, the Darkness Born trembled.
Just like Lord Light, Son Darkness too had power over all Darkness Borns, no matter how strong they were. If he wanted, he could erase them from existence and he wouldn't even have to answer to Ul'Thakar.
Why would he?
He was Ul'Thakar in some sense, he was created out of his will, he had some part of his consciousness inside him. In Ul'Thakar's absence, Son Darkness was Darkness.
And the Darkness Born knew that—
That was the reason he was shivering in fear in the first place. Then finally, Son Darkness tapped on the throne's armrest with his finger.
It was a silent command to continue.
The Darkness Born gulped, then he slowly raised his head and continued—
"In the last cycle… about one hundred thousand Darkness Worlds have perished."
"One hundred thousand…?"
