254 The Dawn Of Realization

"Cyanotype." With an unsure yet amused snicker, MF glanced at the eldritch incarnation of herself that floated inscoupously beside her. "If somehow you forgot about the whole Primordials thing, would you even see this adorable creature as one of the ultimate beings that could allegedly end the material realm?"

"I probably won't." Cyanotype grinned nervously from thinking of the alternate possibility of not knowing the dreadful existence of the seemingly little gremlin in front of her. "Besides, there will probably be no probability of me somehow losing my memory. In a realistic interpretation, there would be a scenario of me knowing this truth alone while every one of you would treat her like the adorable little girl she is."

"Hah! You downplayed my anxiety."

As both of the tall not-so-suspicious women have seen enough, both decided to show their existence, out from the divine concealment that was somehow capable of hiding from an almighty being such as the Primordials.