'So he's really Noctis, huh?'
Truth be told, Hinata still couldn't believe that he was meeting the god of the Dragonforge family, even though the man had said things no one else would know.
According to Tamara, Noctis was meant to be long dead, killed by the members of the Vanir clan and the seven gods.
Yes, the man in front of him had said he was a ghost, but Hinata doubted the gods could be sloppy enough to let such a foe escape and remain in spirit form.
Absalom stared at Hinata's flinching eyes, then smiled softly. "So you're my successor, huh? Never did I expect the one who will absorb my core would be a tiny human — or should I call you a lost hero."
Hinata didn't divert his gaze from Absalom. When he spoke, his voice was calm, like he was addressing someone beneath him. "It seems you actually are Noctis."
Absalom released his chin and turned away. "As my successor, shouldn't you drop to your knees and kowtow three times?"
