Skullius Festos Dawn

It was dreadfully quiet within the seed.

Skullius could feel his unsaid thoughts spilling out of his limited form into the silence, and getting lost in the crowded expanse. There were tranquil flashes and sparks within it from the continuing fusion process, but they seemed so distant, so far removed from Skullius.

Perhaps that was because despite his consciousness being in the seed, his attention was still stuck within the Masterpieces and the Stark Troops within which he kept his essence flooding.

Enlightenment was at his door and for a moment, Skullius almost got too zealous about his current state. He felt himself cross a boundary that he had never been able to perceive before.

It was this boundary that separated the Immoral and the Discount Human of old.

Ordinary would cease to exist.