Is two-path Sovereign really impossible?

Upon Varian's instruction, the Ghostship in its stealth mode quickly shot towards Bali.

Varian's outfit changed. His casual clothes were replaced by graceful whites. A white mask with golden edges covered his face.

And his temperament undertook a drastic turn.

With a wave of his hand, a golden throne adorned with ancient runic drawings appeared behind him.

He sat on the throne with crossed legs and supported his chin on his hand as it laid on the armrest.

He looked lazy, mysterious yet equally dangerous.

"Boo, is it done?" He asked in a bone-chilling voice.

"D-Don't scare me like that!" Boo stuttered. "When you enter this role, I feel like…"

"Feel like what?"

"Feel like being your true self," Boo said and asked a question that bothered it for a while now.

"Master, if you can strategize so well, why did you never do it before?" Boo's curiosity was evident in its tone.