Footsteps reverberated in the distance; clearly contrasting between the ash clouding the earth was a brightly colored man clad in white and gold. He clapped his hands, also echoing through the vast nothingness.<br/><br/>"Great show, Origin. Clearly your appearance reflects your vast power," he said confidently. "Your 'vessel' also seems to reflect your current strength. How fitting."<br/><br/>The golden man ceased his clapping. He looked up at the group presented before him and as a smile came upon his face.<br/><br/>"Now we can make the terms fair or foul, quite easily a choice left in your capable hands," he explained. "I will leave here with Sylph and Origin's vessel, or you will be evicted from this world by force and I take them anyway. I am a man of peace, so please don't make this harder on yourselves."