"..."
Medici froze for a moment, remembering that he seemed to have heard those words at that damned "Misery Contest" before.
"Enough, stop being mysterious! Tell me!"
"All right."
Lilith said flatly, "Adam merged with the True Creator. In a sense, he really is 'dead.'"
"???"
Medici's pupils contracted. "You... what do you mean? Merged? Why would they merge? How could they possibly merge? They..."
"Haven't you already guessed?"
In an instant, Medici felt a bone-chilling cold shoot from his soles to the crown of his head. The blood throughout his body seemed to freeze, and waves of twisting agony came from his heart. Memories of the past roared through his mind like a surging tide-
From accompanying the Ancient Sun God on campaigns far and wide in the beginning, when he had been full of vigor, radiating fearlessness; to resolutely joining the True Creator's camp, believing every choice he made to be fate's guidance; to being schemed against by Adam and reduced to an evil spirit overnight, struggling amid endless darkness and pain.
In a daze, the two faces that so often alternated in his memories slowly overlapped. Their outlines gradually sharpened, slowly piecing together that earliest, utterly familiar face.
So that was it.
So this was the so-called truth.
"Hahahahaha!"
Medici suddenly threw his head back and laughed, laughing wildly and without pause, until even he, an evil spirit, shed tears.
After realizing that Lilith and Medici were talking about things she did not understand, Priscilla had obediently stayed to the side, dozing off. Now, startled awake by the laughter, she looked at Medici and hurriedly asked, "Medici, what's wrong?"
"Lilith, Medici... he looks so frightening right now."
Lilith said, "Don't worry. He's fine."
After a long while, Medici stopped. Wiping away the tears of laughter at the