"Lynn, the second Divine Spark!"
Miss Dollhouse personally delivered the Divine Spark surging with dark power to Lynn. Beneath her hood, her eyes had long since lost the coldness they had held when she looked at him back in Hell.
Only now, it could be said, had Lynn truly won her over.
And without a doubt, this also proved one thing.
Her original choice had been right.
Lynn took a deep breath, smiled, and reached out to accept it.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"In any case, with these two Divine Sparks, our Legion's strength will surely improve further in a short time. So, Miss Dollhouse, do you want to become the God of Shadows?"
Miss Dollhouse shook her head and said softly:
"I was joking. I could follow that path too, but one should know when to be content. I've achieved more in the Mind Domain. Since the Captain chose the Death Sequence of his own accord, I no longer have to worry about anyone competing with me on this path."
She was telling the truth.
The Captain was far too powerful. He had opened up Hell's Sea of the Mind, and his mastery of souls, death, and the mind far surpassed that of every Origin present.
Lynn said nothing and nodded.
He respected Miss Dollhouse's wishes.
His gaze returned to the Divine Spark in his hand. As strands of Firstborn Power pressed down on it, its radiance gradually faded, leaving a pitch-black crystal.
But Lynn soon discovered, with some uncertainty, that this Divine Spark contained very little of the corrupting power from that Calamity.
He immediately understood.
The God of the Night had willingly pledged herself to that Calamity. Unlike the other gods, she had not had corrupting power forcibly poured into her Primordial Source to twist