Northern fell silent. The Chaos Prince's words had struck him like a hammer blow, leaving him unable to respond immediately.
Especially the part about them coming for him too. That meant the Chaos Prince must know what was currently happening to him.
'Of course he knows. He spent his entire life as half Origin, half Tyrant.'
Northern looked at him with barely contained indignation.
"Whether they're a greater evil than you is none of my business. I have a responsibility not to give either of you what you desire—it could lead to the complete devastation of my world."
The Chaos Prince threw his head back and laughed.
The sound felt jarring, so Northern furrowed his brows and watched him.
"Ah, devastation of your world? Northern, what are you even saying? This world is already bound for destruction. Besides, why would I concern myself with a mirrored reality?"
