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"Hah, so you DO remember me too, buddy! Thanks to Agni forming such a strong bond with me since birth, and now that he ascended into a God, I can now talk a bit more freely!" Logi's voice echoed.
"Ugh, just go back to sleep, I've been dead for ages, Old God." Sighed The Venerable of Flames. "There's nothing left to talk about."
"Eh? You sure have gotten grumpier…" Logi said. However, the Venerable no longer answered.
It seemed as if hearing the voice of an old friend he had long ago forgotten made something within him resurface, a small piece of his own heart, of his own past adventures, memories when he was alive.
He didn't want to remember those memories anyway, he had changed too much, he had done atrocities as well, he had become a Demon Venerable for a reason. Someone the world was terrified for.