"You are diabolic now... just like any other thing in the world beyond."
Isiah replayed the entity's chilling declaration in his mind, remembering the exact moment he chose to unleash absolute destruction upon the region he had called home his entire life, all for a desperate chance to return.
He hadn't hesitated for a single second when the voice explained what that transformation entailed and what the catastrophic consequences would be.
"Destruction!" Isiah had screamed into the void. "I don't care if I have to eradicate every single soul in that district to go back!"
In that moment, all he could feel was the phantom sensation of cold steel tearing through his chest.
'I am diabolic now,' Isiah thought, his heart turning to stone. 'I bet human laws no longer apply to me.'
Despite the entity's lack of detailed explanations, Isiah had managed to piece together the mechanics of his return.
"The portals that open every ninety days are my way back, aren't they?" Isiah had asked.
