"Your voice and build reminded me of someone."
Candlelight Person hung upside down from the ceiling, dripping onto the floor before reigniting into a humanoid form.
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be called...
Cheng Shi?
And you're a Fate Weaver."
"..."
Cheng Shi had initially thought the other party didn't know him, and had planned to use an alias to conceal his identity—at least until he figured out the relationship between Hope's Flame and God of Merriment, he wanted to be less than honest.
Now it seemed there was no way to fool them.
Since he had been recognized, he might as well admit it. After all, they were both followers of Destiny. Surely the other party wouldn't stab him in the back?
Besides, he had accumulated plenty of "merit points" with Fire Keeper. There was no reason the reward for that would be a backstab instead of a welcome.
Thus, Cheng Shi nodded and replied,
"Yes, I'm Cheng Shi.
This place... is Fire Keeper's territory?"
Candlelight Person circled Shadow Cheng Shi curiously, sizing him up as he observed him and clicking his tongue in admiration.
"Nice new skin. Though the color of shadow has covered your face, imagining that face from my memories instead gives it an indescribable air of mystery. No wonder so many people can't forget you.
"But where did that black skin of yours come from?
"Deception's methods?
"Hmm, that does make sense. Deception does like playing tricks on people, especially its own believers.
"Oh? I suddenly have an idea. When you get back, ask Deception how I can become like this.
"If flames can hide within darkness, perhaps the light they give off won't attract covetous eyes from outside anymore. That way, they'll have an easier time passing on the flame."
"..."
That erratic