Even so, none of that could change Eternal Sleep's selfishness.
"I searched for a place where I could be reborn."
Eternal Sleep looked at the still surface of the coffee. "It was such a long time."
"I knew perfectly well that my body had died."
"I took all the wizards and Muggles with me, leaving only Grindelwald."
"He should have been the one to end this absurdity," Eternal Sleep said with a sigh, "but he seemed rather devoted to me as his king."
"Even after I dragged away every living thing, he never struck at me."
"I wanted to become the evil dragon on the hero's path, but he chose to become the dragon's follower."
Fate was truly strange.
John remained silent.
Grindelwald?
That dangerous man whom even the Wizard King had been reluctant to release.
He had schemed around everything, including Hydra and the S.H.I.E.L.D. that came afterward.
Aside from the Wizard King, Grindelwald was the only Seer still living in the world.
In John's eyes, he was every bit as terrifying as that Purple Potato who wanted to go around snapping his fingers.
The title of God of Mischief should have belonged to that man instead.
Hearing Eternal Sleep call Grindelwald loyal, John had no idea how to react.
"Maybe he just wanted you to experience his pain," John pointed out.
Eternal Sleep paused, then smiled in acceptance. "Perhaps. I once exiled him. Maybe he wanted the Wizard King to be forever denied rest in a false world, too."
"But it's all too late now."
Eternal Sleep looked at John. "Your arrival tells me that the Wizard King of your universe is powerful."
"Might makes right. The loser should step aside."
He set down his cup. "Enjoy a night here. It's been a long time since you last