Defeated by the Traveller, despite having a gnosis, the form of a god… There was no more point of his existence anymore.

Yet, there was one last person who wanted to see him. The puppet that he abandoned.

Now right in front of his eyes in a dark part of the factory, you were sitting in front of his cracked and chipped body. Your expression unreadable, even for him.

“What is it?” Scaramouche asked in a soft, yet irritated tone.