"Speaking of Reincarnation, perhaps this thing..."
The man formed from a sliver of the Destruction Devil Master's memory imprint lowered his head slightly and looked at Baal with an unreadable expression. Two startlingly sharp rays shone from his blurred face.
Reincarnation?
Baal felt a chill crawl down his spine beneath that gaze.
Why was he looking at him like that?
"Speaking of Reincarnation, it seems to be connected to the ancient Mythic Age. More importantly, by that reasoning, Destruction, Ruin, Time and Space, and Fear were all products of the Mythic Age!"
The man paused. His gaze drifted into the distance, and his voice turned faint and distant.
"The once-supreme power of emotion, the darkest primordial power, the brightest power of beginnings, and Taboo power, all combined. What a monster!"
"You—the Destruction Devil Master, the Destruction God King, the Fear Demon Emperor, the God of Time and Space... Tsk, tsk. You inherited the wills and imprints of so many ancient beings. How did you survive?"
"Forget it. I have no reason to concern myself with that now."
The man spoke as if lost in thought, then shook his head, looking forlorn.
"The Mythic Age is connected to Reincarnation?"
Baal frowned. This was the first he had heard of Reincarnation, but he had learned something about the Mythic Age beneath the strange Seventh Layer of Hell on the Luxi Anqi Plane.
The Mythic Age had been a strange and forbidden era. Little information had survived, yet countless taboo creations and dangerous places—even the Chaos God Pool—had come down from that age.
It had been an age when everyone vied for supremacy and sought to measure themselves against the heavens. Devil Masters and God Kings might not have roamed everywhere, but neither had they been nearly impossible to encounter in a single