"The answer to that question does not depend on me. Why ask about a riddle whose answer you have already decided for yourself? Is that amusing?" Recovering his memories had not changed the boy's manner of speaking. He looked around and snorted disdainfully. Once powered on, the iron-black cages around them emitted a hum. The floors and walls were carved with eye-searing twisted curves and intricate four-dimensional polygonal topologies, and even the lights overhead had their own independent power supply.
It was not difficult to judge how long it had taken to build such a tightly secured magical prison. Without needing to think, the boy knew this place had definitely not been prepared for him from the beginning. This was a place for imprisoning spirits. He was only here because it happened to be useful.
"I am not thanking you, Salomon. I will not believe you are helping me," he said. "I can hear the grief coming from the crowd above, like a saw slowly dragging across a spine. You sacrificed so many lives and weapons just to destroy half of Chaos God Asa's soul. Even if it is only for revenge, you would not let me leave so easily."
"You underestimate me too much, Asa." Salomon bluntly called him by name. "You know why I wanted to destroy the other half, why I was willing to interrupt this time loop, scheme against my past self, and deceive the entire universe and timeline just to achieve that goal. But you guessed one thing correctly. Even if you are the side of Chaos God Asa that represents goodness, I will not regard you any differently."
"Are you planning to seal me away somewhere? Kamar-Taj, or some planet?" The boy raised his face curiously. "I am very curious how you came to