Oh don't be so sure. I'll wager that once you've had even a taste of a villain like me... You'll want nothing else.

So which is longer? If it's your ring finger, promiscuity is in the cards for you.

Good call. On and on the horror goes, where it stops... Even I don't know!

Ooh, cold as frost... Close one. Every bit as deadly too. I wonder... Just what will it take to melt you down. Let's find out.

All right, I'll come pick you up. I know my life is on the line if I make you wait a second longer.

Well now, how many hours have we spent here? Is this hobby how you occupy your free time?

Haha. That look on your face—I can tell you're not very keen. It'll be a lucrative deal for you too.

Oops. Guess he used up all the supreme primarch's power.

I'm sure Lucifer would say these beliefs are the result of a millennia of evolution.

Oookay. You go on ahead. Have fun at the divine tower, Etemenanki.

Nothing's changed at all. I've always lived and breathed for Cilius.

I need Lucifer's body to restore Cilius to as close to mint condition as possible.

Nothing's changed at all. I've always lived and breathed for Cilius.

I've heard of something like that. A theoretical substance called chaos matter. It would supposedly have the ability to upset the laws of causality.

All right, I'll come pick you up. I know my life is on the line if I make you wait a second longer.

Belial: That's why it was easy for me to slip through the cracks and join up with you. Lucifer: I see. You have my thanks.

Oof. Call me anal retentive/But I'm bored. Later.

Sigh... If only you had shut your eyes and blindly followed along. Mika did, and look how far it got her. I would've carved you into a lovely pawn.

Don't miss me too much.

So somebody's twiddling my feather... Well, come on then, don't hold back, do whatever you desire with my projection. Just let me know how you like it... okay, Singularity?

Two serpents? But this apple is only big enough for one.

Belial: Hehehe... Key to evolution indeed. The perfect fit for any skydweller's keyhole. Beelzebub: ...

A pleasure to dance with but... If only you weren't so shallow.

Belial: Uh-unh-uh. You'll never find me. No matter how many worlds you collapse. Beelzebub: You worm!

I'm sure you can tell from my aura—I'm really on my last legs here. Singularity. You've already decided, haven't you?

I need you back beside me, hollow fool that I am.

I wanted to gussy myself up for the big event, but looks like I missed my chance.

They say that every person has at least two doppelgangers out there.

Thus two as one, shall wreak vast, new creation.

Then again, no doubt it's hot/I'm into that kind of thing!

Ahahaha... Are you still sulking? Hey, I know it looks like it was all my fault, but Bubs was kinda messed up too, you know? Well, yeah, I didn't really follow the plan, but I'm at the age when I wanna fool around a little, you know? C'mon, cheer up! My--ouch! Shot down again...

Ooh. Sounds like some of the pawns are back on the board.

You can't seriously want to be a guard dog your whole life. I could add some much needed bark to your bite... Ya know, teach you to flirt.

Of course, your own consciousness will cease to exist, but you'll become a beast capable of exhausting the limits of destruction.

Looky what I found. A knight in shining armor. Ditch the Girl in Blue. Our forces could make use of you, a sword as sharp as yours.

After look at what I've got: the Versus. And we've become quite intimate recently.

Show me more.

Bare your virtue, fake it if you like/I won't hurt you, try to keep me in line, angel.

Stop scowling. Fine. I'll get to the meat of the matter.

But... You hung in there, huh, Sarry?

Oof. Call me anal retentive/But I'm bored. Later.

Easy there. You can't just plunk the whole thing down—it's too heavy for them. Try tearing it up.

Sariel: Examined... I see. I don't like examinations. Belial: I'll see if I can have yours made less frequent. The standards are a little too rigid around here.

So this is Avatar's thirst for destruction. Like a billion needles shooting through my bloodstream.

He loves nothing more than to sow chaos with Exia, then watch Gran or Djeeta struggle to restore order.

That sounds... awfully masochistic.

Really now, there are people watching! Not that I mind being on the receiving end sometimes...

Love, of course. Love.

Game over. But don’t worry, there’s still the after-party.

I wonder if Cilius would be interested in this divergence between function and personality.