Yesh reached a decision rather quickly.
"…I still refuse."
Caligo's brow twitched.
She drew closer to Yesh and roared into his face at an impossibly high volume.
Yesh, who was already weakened, began bleeding out of his eyes and ears, yet stood his ground through some miracle.
"Ugh, why not?!?"
Yesh formed a cloth in one of his hands and began tending to his bleeding orifices.
"It's really not that complicated… I find your ideals to be rather negative and don't wish to place my faith in them.
I know the kind of figure I want to evolve into even before I made my first decree. If I want to stick to my own vision, I must be seen as a shadowless force of good.
My only weapon must be light, and every direction I point to must lead towards love. I do not know that I could be that by letting your creation run free."
"You are boring!"
"Somehow, I am content with that. It is nice to be boring. It means that you have nothing going awry."
