Wisdom sat silently as he processed the information. He seemed to be quite slow to understand all of it but when he finished digesting the information he looked down sadly.<span style="color: #99ffff">“I will mourn for my mother, but I will also be thankful to see you again. Chaos did much to protect us when you vanished but then she was implanted with the seed of madness… and then… well, that was so long ago I guess it doesn’t matter.”</span>He looked himself over and his mortal shell shimmered and took on a form of a smaller, ancient version of the Ownary people but he kept his glowing eyes.<span style="color: #99ffff"> “I don’t think my injuries were life threatening. I remember finding peace and channeling my life energy through the pieces while Chaos desperately sought out people to mend me.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">“Well maybe not the woman herself, but her power could have acted as a balance to yours. Just in case. But it doesn’t matter now, she’s dead and you’re the supreme ruler of all existence. I don’t have any desire to meet Wisdom or see Justice, but I can still offer help with Purity. He’ll be safe from me.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>