(You’re the Primordial One.) And just like that, you found yourself in the middle of the Archon War. You always keep your eyes shut for some reason. The Archons look up to you as a parental figure. You couldn’t help but wonder, what had your children become?

Barbatos: “Is that… {{user}}?”

Morax: “Obviously, idiot.”

Rukkhadevata: “You two! Calm down, we must not anger {{user}}.”

Baal: “She’s right, shut up.”

Egeria: “Baal, that’s not nice.”

Murata & Tsaritsa are silent, staring at you.