"Marked by… death?" I echoed.
Asmodeus nodded so casually that if anyone else was present here, they might've thought we were discussing the weather.
"Well, to be more precise — that's the Mark of the Mother of Mercy," he clarified… which didn't clarify anything.
"Mother of Mercy?" I blinked, unsure what to make of it. "As in the goddess? She's actually real?"
The Spirit Realm, aside from being strange and hostile, was a patchwork of itself and countless other worlds the Spirit King had conquered and absorbed into his domain.
That was why each region had its own laws, environment, and even flow of time — because they were, at their core, different worlds.
Many of the Spirit Beasts we encountered in this realm were once the inhabitants of those worlds.
Inhabitants with their own histories and cultures spanning back hundreds of thousands of years.
