481 Fresh Air

Kieran opened his eyes inside his stone room.

It had been a few hours since he had finished assembling Equality, Judgment, and Further into a working apparatus. Unless challenged, the apparatus didn't exact a cost upon the mystical pool slowly accumulating at the bottom of Kieran's Realm of Self.

The Three As One — as Kieran called it for right now until he could construct a better one — formed a contained loop, recycling and balancing the energy that was infused during its formation.

Seconds after he opened his eyes, Cardinal Weiss strolled through the door with a complex expression. His expression was filled with that same fanatical shading, but there was something deeper and more complex — darker, too.

It was envy.

Cardinal Weiss envied the nameless Voiceless in front of him.