" Don't worry; I haven't forgotten a single thing. I remember everything," Chaos answered.
"And you're still not worried?" the God of Foresight asked grimly.
"Why should I be?" Chaos asked, shaking his head. "Anyway, it's not the time to talk about that. I came here to get an answer from you."
"What answer?" The God of Foresight asked, frowning.
"Where is my Sword hidden? No matter what I try, I can't sense it. Where is everyone keeping it?" Chaos asked the God of Foresight.
"Your sword? I don't know," The God of Foresight replied.
His answer made Chaos sigh. "Are you really going to act ignorant? Don't you know what the outcome of that can be?"
"You'll kill me? As you said, I only have one year left. I'm already a dead man, living on a borrowed life span. I don't think death threats will work on me," the Lord of Space continued, smiling.
