" Fine then, kill. You'll end up alone, and the only thing to keep you company will be misery. Misery loves company, you know. "

Arai grinned manically. 'Ah, you forget Azure and Patrion. It is impossible for me to be alone, even if I kill this dimension as well.'

" And what if they decide they don't ever want to speak with you? You can't force them. "

"Except you probably could if you tried. I know, I've seen it happen. Almost did it myself. Still do."

Araithion grinned again and held out his palm, a shining red light blooming from it. Like a window, it opened to world filled with fire and darkness. 'This is the home of us four,' he said. 'A lovely place, and yet only a single selection of the worlds I have wrought upon.' He clenched his hand into fist. ''And so the world was brought justice by a lone group of light, darkness, chaos, and balance. Each world was as sinful as the last, their destruction foretold...'' He was quoting again.

"And pray tell, who is your fourth?" The voice asked.

Araithion coughed. 'Oops.slip of the tongue...?'

" This is what happens when somebody opens there mouth too proudly. "

Araithion looked at him. 'Ah. You seem the wisest of the bundle, here. Catching my little slip-up. ' He muttered something to himself. 'Ifheknowswhat'sgoodforhimAztecwillstaygone.'

"He didn't catch your slipup, I did."