If Vishy had said he had never developed fondness for anyone over the past few thousand years, that would definitely have been a lie. Ash's assessment of Vishy before losing his memory had been very accurate: Vishy seemed cold and brutal, but his emotions were fuller and richer than anyone's. It was precisely because he was so passionate that he could chase an unreachable dream for a thousand years as if it were a single day.
Someone truly cold by nature could never produce such surging emotions.
Over his long life, although Vishy had always maintained Phantom Prophet's violent image, there had actually been no few people who wanted to approach him anyway, men and women alike.
The people who admired him fell into two types. The first liked him knowing exactly what kind of person he was, but these were often Evil Artificers just as vicious and wicked as he was, and only such people would not care about Vishy's brutality. They regarded Vishy as a precious trophy, or wanted to unite with Vishy through marriage to pursue a higher level of evil, or simply admired what Vishy had done. But no matter which it was, Vishy had no interest.
He was a very hypocritical person. Though he himself was despicable and shameless, he hated others for being despicable and shameless. Even if he himself was a murderer, he would not like other murderers.
As for the second type, they did not know his identity at first—Vishy often traveled around in Concealment—and fell in love with the Mask he had disguised himself with. Toward this kind of admirer, Vishy would sometimes develop fondness as well. Among them, some could not accept it after learning Vishy's true face, while others, after an inner struggle, were willing to follow him to