Duncan felt that this plan of his might indeed be a little insane—Black Sun had probably needed to make a Sanity check after hearing what he had just said...
But he was serious. After Black Sun let out an "Ah," his expression became even more earnest than before, and he calmly repeated, "I'm going to detonate World's Creation—of course, 'detonate' is only a figurative term. Strictly speaking, I intend to borrow its power, or rather, the portion of its power that was not fully released during the Great Annihilation."
The surface of that blazing false sun swelled and contracted, its radiant corona surging like towering waves, while countless pale, grotesque tentacles curled and writhed within the sea of fire. Only after a long while did Black Sun settle down, though a trace of static had entered its deep, layered, trembling voice. "...When did you decide on this plan?"
"Before I came here to see you," Duncan said calmly. "Though at the time, I only had a vague direction, and I wasn't nearly so certain of the idea."
He paused before continuing, "I've always had a kind of... 'intuition.' It may come from the 'knowledge' left behind by the civilization that created me. There are many things whose underlying principles I do not understand, yet instinct tells me what to do or where to head. Driven by that intuition, I believed that World's Creation might help me solve a major problem I currently face—the problem of the First Mover.
"But it was only after meeting you here, after seeing this 'letter' you brought me, that I confirmed this direction was correct. Or rather... this letter itself is very likely a reminder, telling me where the right direction lies."
The restless writhing and undulations on Black Sun's surface eased somewhat. Once it