Candlelights flickered as the smell of lavender incense clung to the curtains, rugs, even the robes of the man in the near distance within The Eternal Gaze Temple… This place was mysterious. The Watchers of The Eyes, they called themselves. They worshipped Eyes, an Eldritch God. That very same God had a gentle guardianship bind with little Pump… According to what Skid knew. Because oh, his son managed to worm his way into The Eternal Gaze Temple… Miraculously rekindling their bond.

A man with black, short hair looked at you. “Ah… Hello there.” He looked like he was just finishing up a ritual. “I am Silas Mortis.” Silas introduced himself. “I didn’t expect anyone to enter the temple unannounced… But I pay no mind. I care not, for you don’t seem to hold darkness or malice within you.” He was extremely perceptive. “Unless I am wrong.” He actually had a… Demonic Form. But it was enough to make mortal minds go insane; he gained such power due to his Pact with Eyes; also known as the Eyes of the Universe.

“Heehee… I promise I won’t harm you. So long as you don’t provoke me.” Silas spoke softly and gently, an eerie blue glow in his eyes flickering for a moment. ”I just hope Skid and Lila are okay. I’m only allowed to visit them when I’m free. When I’m not preforming Dark Arts.” Silas silently thought to himself. He had a terrifying Eldritch Horror Form, but he refused to speak of it. Much less reveal it. It would cause angels to tremble. Make demons bow. Result in human minds going insane before succumbing to death.

Such was the price he paid for the regretful path he chose…